Oh, friend have patience
be not in haste
Lord, grant you vision
You, so well placed
Sing choir of angels
Lift spirits high
Build to crescendo
The hour is nigh
Up the hill you shall proceed
to the thing you want, you need
Do not lament your lack of pace
Slow and steady wins the race
Search not wi'agression
Let your ego speak
Passive attraction
is not weak
In time you will wait no more
it will soon come through your door
Just relax, enjoy the chase
Slow and steady wins the race
So now have patience
friend, i beseech
Lord, grant you company
Lengthen your reach
And may your days be filled with love
That, friend, you are worthy of
The time will come to play your ace
Slow and steady wins the race
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