SLOW MOTION

I slow down the tempo
in the song of life
I rejoice in my soul
for I've seen the light
no more life in the fast lane
I'm doing what's right
in the war-zone of life
I stand up and fight
I've been a peddler of promises
that ended in cries
that's why I was chosen in life
to be refined through the fires
even the peddler sometimes
gets blinded by the lies
the buzz of the demon
the blackest of flies
he can never be killed
but in time he subsides
keep my nose to the grindstone 
and I'll surely survive
things get better
they do 
and the time it flys by
my life is truly better
like 20 times 5
in the dance of life
I bust a cold jive
because redemption is great
it's good to be alive
I've been blessed with a fellowship 
and I say it with pride
this new life is pimp
like a limp when I stride
Once I found it important
to grip grain when I ride
there's nothing wrong
wanting the finer things in life
but my priorities have shifted 
and I'll get there in time
in recovery I'm eager
to make the name mine 
but I've learned to hone patience
so I'm taking my time
complacency is subtle
but no option of mine
new life's road 
it's narrow
I built it 
it's mine
to the good life
I love it 
and am glad 
that it's mine!