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by Dean Friedman
People always tell me, "What's your hurry?
You're moving like your pants they are on fire."
I simply tell them, "Don't you worry,"
While the water in the dam keeps getting higher
And I may be young, but I'm not that young.
And with all those years I've got,
I may have time to kill,
But if you will, I'd rather not.
"Kid, I really don't believe your ready. You know you still have got alot to learn."
Me, I don't believe you're ever really ready to cross the kind of bridge you have to burn.
And I may be dumb, but I'm not that dumb.
And I'll make my own mistakes.
And if I'm wrong, well then d*mn it I'll be wrong!
That's what it takes.
"Reevaluate your dreams and visions. You'll wind up with a head full of regrets.
You're trying to avoid the big decisions. Tell my why's it such a sin to hedge your bets?"
And I may be slow, but I'm not that slow.
And the risks I take, I choose.
'Cause unless I last, I'll be doing it all half-asses.
Then what's the use?