Run run to catch up
are you running with me?
full full overflow the cup
ten more lines and I’m free
I know I’ve got to change my tune
find a finer suite of stories
Every so often shoot the moon
relive a few lost glories
you might say I’ve turned my back on
my real honest voice
hold off the fade from blue to black on
the tide of every poor choice
but for now I just keep running
not forgetting for a moment
the prize for which I’m gunning
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