one that surely saves face
we're all running the same race
chasing something we'll never taste
and all that we say is but a waste
devoid of true emotions to pass the days
to keep going in our own ways
some say its only a small faze
so short and so fast
but some aren't that quick paced
some have hearts in their chests
and can't simply find forgetfullness
for an image flashes
and says, don't forget this
though you wish some mem'ries away
without them you wouldn't be 'you' in this instance
the one fate has always imagined in the distance
and although we yearn to win
we will never see the end
because we're chasing something we'll never taste
and whether we wish to stop, we remain to chase
Because it always has a time and place
for the finish line to change.