Why are people always running?
I'm running…running into myself,
out of myself and around myself too.
You can't escape whatever it is you're
running from…it catches up to you in the end.
At times you think you've got it beat and then
you see that shadow behind you,
creeping up slowly, ever so slowly.
Run, run fast. Don't slow down.
The only way to win, if there is a way,
is to stay in the race, keep up the pace.
There are people who walk through life,
how do they do it?
Their heads are held high, doesn't seem like
they're being chased.
Perhaps some of us need the runner's high
or the thrill of the chase.
Look in the mirror, are you running?
Where are we all running to?