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Yes folks, it’s true.  I haven’t finished composing a new song in over a year now, and finally, after tinkering with this one for the past few weeks, I am ready to post the finalized lyrics for all of you to read and comment on.  Now, if any of you knows anyone with a studio, hook a brotha up so I can get this one recorded!  Here we go.

MY GINGERBREAD MAN

the moment he learned that i don’t own an oven
the great escape began
slipped through my fingers backflipped off the sink
left a hole in the shape of a man as he ran

through the door through the world crossing seventeen oceans
deftly he dodged any human emotions
objects once moving tend to stay in motion
i should get off my ass

running and running as fast as he can
i’ll never catch him - he’s my gingerbread man
i love him - but baby was born to run

saccharine sweet - once he sang me backstreet
when he should’ve sung "bye bye bye"
if my skeptic mind could conceive a scene so unserene
i’d dive from my rooftop and fly through the sky
track his scent chase the high and catch up to my guy

once my sleepy insides had begun to awake
i should’ve just faked the desire to bake
caloric intake makes my aortas ache
still i’m sitting still

and still he’s running running running running running running why? - ‘cuz he can
ever elusive my gingerbread man
and me?  i’m the sorest loser he’s ever won

trying to squeeze into old cookie-cutters again
getting in shape for my gingerbread man
logic and reason left me long ago
so i go

still he runs from me fast as he can
the recipe underestimated my gingerbread man
not me - my sugar-high’s never been so low

yet i’m stumbling and tripping and trying again
why am i chasing my gingerbread man?
inevitability never seems so till the end
but it never ends

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