Marathon

(álbum: Superluminal - 2023)

Tied up my laces
It's my luck to waste this
Just to prove to myself that I'm capable
I'm willing and able
A grape on the vine
My foot on the starting line
Digs in to catch my grip (don't go slipping up)

Head up, impatient
Last time my pace went, from a sprint
To a halt
There's one thing in the way and it's my own fault

A grape on the vine
My foot on the starting line kicks off
And lifts the dirt (why does it hurt like this)

Gunshots set off like a marathon
Like we're losing time till the finish line
If I keep this up will I see anyone?
Completely erase why I've been running in the first place

I got tripped up when I veered off the trail
Now the fear from falling behind and failing has
Got me losing track of time
You know, it's kinda hard to find?
I blurred the line between where I was headed
Lost in the pines and remembered how you said
To "stop and take a breath"
But it's been choking me to death

Cause I wouldn't have cared if I knew it was only
As temporary as the moment a trophy is
Held above our heads
Like in a headline you once read

It's the kind of thing that'd make you laugh
The way somebody else getting lost on the path
Reminds you where to go
But hell if I even know

It's haunting in the way that it moves
Creeping slowly it follows you

But nothing as it seems
Like wearing masks on Halloween

Cause I lost myself on the thousandth mile
And I know for a fact that it's been a while
Since I said I missed my friends
I wonder if those things ever end?
When you broke through the tape and you made it across
Did you celebrate or did you focus on
The little things you missed
Pretending like you never gave a shit?

And if I'm all alone when I make it there
If nobody shows then why should I care?
Cause all I really know
Is there's always more to go...