Unsentimental, Driving around, Sure of myself, Sure of it now, You stand this close to me, Like the future was suppose to be, In the eyes of the Grocery, In the blocks uptown, I remember, Remember well, But if I've forgotten, Could you tell, In the shadow of your first attack, I was questioning and looking back, You said baby we don't speak of that, Like a real aristocrat, Compound to compound, Lazy and safe, Wanted to leave it Wanted to wait When the taxi door was open wide, I pretended I was horrified, By the uniform and clothes outside, Of the court yard gate, You're not a victim, But neither am I, Nostalgic for garbage, Desperate for time, I could blame it on your mother's head, Or the colors that you father wears, But I know that I was never fair, You were always fine, Unsentimental, Driving around, Sure of myself, Sure of it now, You stand this close to me, Like the future was supposed to be, In the eyes of the grocery, In the blocks uptown, I remember, Remember it well, But if I've forgotten, Could you tell, In the shadow of your first attack, I was questioning and looking back, You were standing on another track, Like a real aristocrat,