I'm racing, racing towards it
Like when I was a small boy
Cutting through a waving field
Decorated by the summer sunlight
Unable to remember
Unable to forget
Unable, yet at peace
Unable, yet scared
Well, I'm racing, racing towards it
With fear and excitement
They seem inseparable
They seem so far apart
They are my close friends
They are my very ghosts
Well, I'm racing, racing towards it
Holding perfectly still
Well, I'm racing, racing towards it
Holding perfectly still
Well, I'm racing, racing towards it
Holding perfectly still
Well, I'm racing, racing towards it
Holding perfectly still
Well, I'm racing, racing towards it
Holding perfectly still
Well, I'm racing, racing towards it
Racing towards it, well, I'm racing holding still
Holding perfectly still, I'm holding perfectly still
Well I'm holding perfectly still
We're in the race of, in the race of standing still
We're in the race of, in the race of standing still
We're in the race of, in the race of standing still
We're In the race of, In the race of standing still
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