Inch by inch the people move forward.
Slowly but surely you'll get to the destination.
With a cluster of indecipherable conversations
and the smell of lingering food and big machines
people move forward inch by inch.
You'll get to the destination slowly but surely.
People ride your heels more than they ride the rides.
With the emotion of impatience overwhelmed inside
and close enough to kick in anxiety
inch by inch the people move forward.
Slowly but surely you'll get to the destination.
The sun burns in the sky and raises the temperature of the air.
Soon to smell the closest scent of sweat.
The humid breath creeps around the back of your neck.
The tension is silent but everyone can feel it.
People move forward inch by inch.
You'll get to the destination slowly but surely.
A step that could be pushed back won’t affect time.
Time can’t elapse no matter how hard you try.
Each minute will always have those 60 seconds.
Inch by inch the people move forward.
Slowly but surely you'll reach the destination.
Their next step is when I finally lost all control.
flat tire is what it’s called.
ripping it clean off my foot.
Sock revealed and hot feet steaming
Snapping here. Yelling there.
“Back off *****, I can’t even breathe”
“Step back man, I need some space”
The people move forward inch by inch.
You'll reach the destination slowly but surely.