Control your pace,
so you don't lose this race.
Your pace is strong,
then it slows.
And then it grows to
a height of speed,
that no one can reach.
You're ten steps ahead,
of those behind you.

You stop and stare,
at the finish line.
You're ten steps ahead,
of those behind.
You want to win,
but you're frozen.
The steps get closer,
and you hear them calling.

Nine.
Eight.
Seven.
You hope to God
that you'll go to heaven.
Six.
Five.
Four.
They're breaking down your door.
Three.
Two.
Run.

Run through those doors,
like the ribbon at the end.
Finish the race,
so you'll go.
And then you run very far away,
so you will be safe.
You're ten steps ahead,
of those behind,
you.