Lyrics

Running out the clock,
Bracing for the sidewalk.
Test the elevation,
With my wind.

Going stride for stride,
Mathematical precision.
Then it hits and shifts my cadence,
To slow me down.

Just my luck,
Right when something opens up for me.
It gets shut down, and send be back,
To familiar ground.

Let's try a change of pace,
Investigate the backroads.
Out of the spotlight,
To fade away.

Just my luck,
Right when something opesn up to me,
It gets shut down, and sends me back,
To familiar ground.