I want to stop running, go back and play.
I am baffled by the rules, I can't keep to the tracks;
The prizes are tempting, but heavily priced;
I am not eager to win, yet I greatly fear to lose
Crowds cheer madly, runners cross me by, eyes on the winning line - which extends beyond the horizon;
laggers are losers, and are forever longers;
I want to stop running, go back and play
some come with roller skates, but many carry crutches.; it's a race most unfair but oh! who cares?
I want to stop running, go back and play
go back where there is still music to dance
