Slow Jammin' in Cambridge

 

A night in Cambridge

Walking through Central Square

There was summer in the air

But it was still spring

A few weeks left

Maybe we should have a fling?

Or just take a drive and sing

Instead

We just talked about things

I snapped pics for the Gram

And we brushed hands

The buildings across the Charles were on both sides of the horizon

In the sky

And reflecting off that muddy water

I got high

And started pontificating

About everything and nothing

But before that got old

My mind took a hold

And I put Sunday Night Slow Jams on

And held the phone in my hand

Didn’t know where we where

And didn’t care either

I let you be the decider

Slow jamming and walking

Eating ice cream and talking

Picture taking

Romance faking

This Sunday we did not slow jam and chill

Not slow jam and thrill

We slow jammed and walked

I held R Dub in my hand

Kept talking about the gram

And saying “I don’t understand”

This world we live in

Pointing fingers and never forgiving

Should listen to slow jams in a foreign city

Walk the streets

Dressed up and looking pretty

If more people lived like that

Maybe I would understand

And instead of just having R Dub in my hand

I’d have my other hand with yours

We would pretend

Our love would never end

Every Friday night we would mend

We’d set an example of what others should do

Get your boo

Put on Sunday Night Slow Jams

Hold hands

Make love

And spread compassion

And at the end of the night

Share some passion

But love like slow jams

Comes to an end

But slow jams like love

Is about to begin again

Next Sunday night

I’ll be there

Listening at home

And if you are

Or if you’re not

My love for you will still be hot

As it was last week

When we walked the streets

And slow jams was the beat

Like those years ago

When we did first meet

Because love like the universe

Is everything eternity

And unique