You're running down the track now,
Your chariot is on fire,
And you can see the finish tape,
And your muscle's are on fire.
How many miles left to go?
How many yards?
How many have you traveled
On this trip, ever so hard?
Just two more days to go,
And your marathon will be best,
For you'll get at least a few days
To catch up on your rest.
But right now, on winged heels,
You sprint along the ground,
And I'm here beside you,
Ready to catch, if you fall down.
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