| Tough of the track,
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| With the wind,
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| And the rain that’s beating down on your back.
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| Your heart’s beating loud
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| And goes on getting louder
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| And goes on even more till the sound
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| Is ringing in your head,
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| With every step you tread,
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| And every breath you take,
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| Determination makes
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| You run,
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| Never stop,
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| Gotta win, gotta run till you drop,
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| Keep the pace,
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| Hold the race,
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| Your mind is getting clearer,
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| You’re over halfway there but the miles
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| Just never seem to end
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| As if you’re in a dream,
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| Not getting anywhere.
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| It seems so futile.
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| Chorus:
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| Run, on and on,
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| Run, on and on,
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| The loneliness of the long distance runner.
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| I’ve got to keep running the course,
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| I’ve got to keep running and win at all costs,
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| I’ve got to keep going, be strong,
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| Must be so determined and push myself on.
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| Run over stiles, across fields,
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| Turn to look at who’s on your heels,
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| Way ahead of the field,
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| The line is getting nearer but do You want the glory that goes,
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| You reach the final stretch,
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| Ideals are just a trace,
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| You feel like throwing the race,
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| It’s all so futile.
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| Chorus:
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| Run, on and on,
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| Run, on and on,
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| The loneliness of the long distance runner. |