May 14th, 2003

8 minute mile

there’s something familiar
about the look in her eyes
a lust for life
kicked back without lies
what you see is what you get
and that ‘tude is mad attractive
i gotta admit
i’m doing a double take
i’m starting to feel hyperactive
but in order to live
and start to once again give
i’ll have to take that chance
cut in on that dance
get back to romance
and snap out this trance…

shit!

the vibe feels so right and my head’s back on straight
i’m way too old to front
it’s time to make my own fate…
hold up
wait a minute
i’m already there
we’re chillin’ like dylan
no need to start losing hair
a friendship is evolving
taking root
taking hold
if the moment is right
i’m down to be bold
and if it’s just not happening
i can back out with grace
no need to dive in
no need to lose face

this isn’t a 100 meter dash
but a marathon with a pace