TheDistance

Reluctantly crouched at the starting line

Engines pumping and thumping in time

The green light flashes the flags go up

Churning and burning

They yearn for the cup

They deftly maneuver and muscle for rank

Fuel burning fast on an empty tank

Reckless and wild

They pour through the turns

Their prowess is potent and secretly stern

As they speed through the finish

The flags go down

The fans get up and they get out of town

The arena is empty except for one man

Still driving and striving as fast as he can

The sun has gone down

And the moon has come up

And long ago somebody left with the cup

But he's driving and striving

And hugging the turns

And thinking of someone

For whom he still burns

He's going the distance

He's going for speed

She's all alone

In her time of need

Because he's racing and pacing

And plotting the course

He's fighting and biting

And riding on his horse

He's going the distance

No trophy no flowers

No flashbulbs no wine

He's haunted by something

He cannot define

Bowel-shaking earthquakes of doubt

And remorse

Assail him impale him

With monster-truck force

In his mind he's still driving

Still making the grade

She's hoping in time

That her memories will fade

Cause he's racing and pacing

And plotting the course

He's fighting and biting

And riding on his horse

The sun has gone down

And the moon has come up

And long ago somebody left with the cup

But he's striving and driving

And hugging the turns

And thinking of someone

For whom he still burns

'Cause he's going the distance

He's going for speed

She's all alone

In her time of need

Because he's racing and pacing

And plotting the course