Do you curse where you come from,

Do you swear in the night

Will it mean much to you

If I treat you right.

Do you like what you're doing,

Would you do it some more

Or will you stop once and wonder

What you're doing it for.

Hey slow Jane, make sense

Slow, slow, Jane, cross the fence. Do you feel like a remnant

Of something that's past

Do you find things are moving

Just a little too fast.

Do you hope to find new ways

Of quenching your thirst,

Do you hope to find new ways

Of doing better than your worst.

Hey slow Jane, let me prove

Slow, slow Jane, we're on the move. Do it for you,

Sure that you would do the same for me one day.

So try to be true,

Even if it's only in your hazey way. Can you tell if you're moving

With no mirror to see,

If you're just riding a new man

Looks a little like me.

Is it all so confusing,

Is it hard to believe

When the winter is coming

Can you sign up and leave.

Hey slow Jane, live your lie

Slow, slow jane, fly on by.