Things Will Slow Down

Things Will Slow Down                                         April 5, 2006

I never knew fame was a pain,

That riches come with a price tag,

For I thought that it was friendly.

Indeed, that is true.

I never thought the night life could grow dim

Metaphorically-speaking besides the lights,

But oh, it did.  It most certainly did,

And now, how I'm confused!

It's a good thing I have a close friend

To disclose the whirlwind that is my life.

I tell you, man, my struggles,

They're so very out of sight.

Well, if I listen to what my best friend says,

Things will begin to slow down for me.

I will mature and become more free

As one with a smoother song to sing.

I went from a relative nobody straight to the top,

So fast, man, my head is still spinning.

I went from a peon to a juggernaut in my field

With what I'm told is power to wield.

I said to my friend, "Man, this is bizarre!

I couldn't have attracted this much attention before.

Man, do I feel like a whore!

I wonder what for me God has in store.

My friend said, "Things will slow down."

I believe in what he says.

He says so many things and I think he's right,

So I must keep my aims within sight.

I'm an open book and a basket case

Now that I'm on the rampage.

Fame and fortune have changed me

To a much greater degree

Than I could have imagined before.

Look at me, my followers,

Look up to me and ask yourself

If what you see is a real exaltation,

Or just another radical abuse

Of humanity's self-gratification.

And when I asked my friend of his thoughts,

He simply repeated what he said before.

He spoke, "Things will slow down,

But you gotta get a grip on yourself.

He said, "Things will slow down,

But you gotta be the man that you are."