The fifteenth lap around the track
Was when I first became aware
Of dust on my emerging jaw
And itch in my eroding hair.
For with no music in my ears,
No tracker band around my wrist,
I wondered how I ran so long
And how my mind did not resist.
The fifteenth lap around the track
Was when I first became aware
Of dust on my emerging jaw
And itch in my eroding hair.
For with no music in my ears,
No tracker band around my wrist,
I wondered how I ran so long
And how my mind did not resist.