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I received an e-mail one day that had supposedly been forwarded all over the Internet. The e-mail contained a poem and stated that it had been written by a teenage girl who was dying of cancer. I don't know if the e-mail was a hoax or not, but the poem was so beautiful that I was inspired to put it to music. Click on the link below to play the MP3 file. Below that are the words as they appeared in the e-mail.
Have you ever watched kids on a merry-go-round?
Or listened to the rain slapping on the ground?
Ever followed a butterfly's erratic flight?
Or gazed at the sun into the fading night?
You better slow down. Don't dance so fast.
Time is short. The music won't last.
Do you run through each day on the fly?
When you ask How are you? Do you hear the reply?
When the day is done, do you lie in your bed
with the next hundred chores running through your head?
You better slow down. Don't dance so fast.
Time is short. The music won't last.
Ever told your child, We'll do it tomorrow?
And in your haste, not see his sorrow?
Ever lost touch, let a good friendship die
Cause you never had time to call and say, Hi
You better slow down. Don't dance so fast.
Time is short. The music won't last.
Life is not a race...
...Do take it slower...
...Hear the music...hear that music...
...Before the song is over.
When you run so fast to get somewhere
you miss half the fun of getting there.
When you worry and hurry through your day,
It is like an unopened gift....Thrown away.
You better slow down. Don't dance so fast.
Time is short. The music won't last.
You better slow down. Don't dance so fast.
Time is short. The music won't last.
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