13.4 Miles

Hold it in, hold me back
Way past the watermark
The proverbial dam
is starting to crack.
Stood on the edge of the delta,
balanced on metaphors and similes
Hoping to keep us out of flow
But there's something they lack
I'll be blunt to the point
I'm reserved, I could be more reserved
But the quiet dynamic has never really been my forte!

I try to subtle in my advances,
but time is of the essence,
so I'm taking my chances.
As the older I get I'm flirting with disaster
But we're not getting any younger,
the clock is only moving faster

Keeping it quiet, keeping it low
Progress has been made,
But its slow going, oh so slow
Taking the Lexington local line
Downtown to the Brooklyn Bridge.
All 13.4 miles won't waste your time.

We'll keep up this roundabout,
Touch and go keeping one another,
On each others toes,
But theres a good goddamn chance
We'll end up walking
All over each others feet

I try to subtle in my advances,
but time is of the essence,
so I'm taking my chances.
As the older I get I'm flirting with disaster
But we're not getting any younger,
the clock is only moving faster