| Race Of Standing Still, The |
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| I’m racing racing towards it |
| Like when I was a small boy |
| Cutting through a waving field |
| Decorated by summer sunlight |
| Unable to remember |
| Unable to forget |
| Unable yet at peace |
| Unable yet scared |
| I’m racing racing towards it with fear and excitement |
| They seem unseperable |
| They seem so far apart |
| They are my close friends |
| They are my very ghosts |
| I’m racing towards it |
| Holding perfectly still |
| In the race of standing still |
