Slow Down

I can carry this so far and then something must give way
 Searching a lifetime for nothing wouldn't seem fair
 Bored by the overdone drama of it all
 Puzzled by the thin antique face there on the wall
 Following something that someone said must be there
 Pull back the reins and slow this mother down I'm falling off
 The faster you move the closer to the end and there's a lot that I haven't done
 I can see for the most part things that might drift away
 And with the speed that they pick up something must be there
 So I pull back the reins...
 It's so simple when it's all brand new
 Somehow it all catches up with you
 Just don't let it slice you up and pass you around
 I will pull back the reins...