Stop

The world is crazy,  
I wish we'd stop for a while.  
We make these lives,  
Of nervous smiles,  
As we spin atop this manic rock  
That blurs the hands upon the clock  
I wish we'd stop...  
And look around,  
To see the sights,  
And hear the sounds  
And know for now the steady ground,  
Until we feel the spinning round  
Of this monumental merry-go-round  
That makes me think I wish we'd stop...  
For an hour,  
Or a minute,  
Just to bask among it.  
Just to slow our hearts,  
And feel infinite.  
To stop the swirling,  
And the spinning,  
That keeps beginning,  
That holds us down with forceful pinning  
I feel I'm thinning  
I wish we'd stop...  
And be timeless...  
And be less...  
And be...