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Race The Sun

hot i must get water racing towards the sun do or die break or burn i've still got so much to learn my breath is tearing with the dying sun racing towards the sun

my heart plays a metronome and my mind is trying to keep tempo though my hands are on the wheel, my feet stomp down and the gas burns faster through every

're racing airplanes Passing over bridges under polluted skies Passing over bridges... And we're always on the go One more drop of gas We're racing airplanes

you're finding proof i was right there where you are asking me to name all the landmarks disconnected, distracted by the carnivals and theme parks now

give it to me straight, doc symptoms show me something i've had before that i could never name to cure tell me there's some kind of human error 'cause

the door is closed the lock is latched and i'm the first to have my fingers under this one could anyone see them? i got both hands on the knob pulling

Day dreaming as I take this routine stroll Leap over sidewalks Skipping stones to ripple this still reservoir I've been mislead I've hindered someone

My wallet It's only getting lighter I'll keep it folded for now It's a paper weight And I'd love to say it's easier to move, To breathe, to walk So much

You poke too hard. there you would murmer. not audible enough...a tremor undetected I guess I did tap your shoulder too hard now I've pushed out off shore