I used to live
My life a quarter mile
At a time
Nothing else matters
Because those ten seconds
Or less I was free
But when it comes to drifting
I got nothing but time
When the night is young
My friends and I
Would get in our cars
Go have fun on the streets
Coming around corners
Doing sixty to eighty miles per hour
Kick clutching and ripping the e-brake
The sound of tire screaching
Having so much fun
We don't want to go home
Feeling are cars
Are going out of control
But yet we are in control
Dancing with our cars
In the middle of the night
Just having a great time
With no problems no worries
No past no future
Just the moment
Going by us slowly
The needle red lines
Roar of the muffler
As we drop into second gear
Coming around every corner
Looking back in the side mirrors
Watching every car
Coming around the corner
One after another behind me
While time is standing still
Not worrying about crashing
It's just like I said
I got nothing but time.
Pete V. Martinez
8/5/09