Don Johnson Big Band Behind 16 Bars
Contrary to popular belief I wasn't born with a mic in my sleeve Took damn near twenty years to proceed to that point But when i did it was a rebirth in rhythm Unlearning every step, every move that seemed given Suddenly driven by a new agenda Lashes of fire through the tender cool surface i had built No pun intended, but the life you had just ended And now there's no time for farewells I recommend that you keep a clear focus on the now Only jokers and the proud hopelessly bow From the weight of what's behind them Or turn their backs to the road ahead less travelled It's best battled face forward, and takes climbing Upward, forward, the spirit and the letter Is if you fail, fail again, fail better Never set examples you can't hope to follow Heard a man say in tears when his hand broke the bottle He never wanted to hold, now he a moment too old And looking back has become a burden Word in Cause i'm out