There seems to be a thing that calls
it calls to us all
and we almost never know who it is
until we learn to fall
who he is
who she is
that brings us
a sense of loss
a sense of excitement
for the future
for the past
because of regret
because of lost time
because ultimately of fear
sometimes it's scary
to want to fall
into that feeling
to follow that call
because of disappointment
because of brokenness
but still we follow the call
but still we stay back
but still we want to taste
the sweetness that is just out of reach
the dangerous
the passionate
the real or the fake
and we race
and we win
and we lose
and we break
and we cry
we love and love and love
until we bleed and bleed and die
and we stand
and we run
and we race and we win
and we lose and we break
and we cry and cry and cry
and we bleed and bleed and die
still we love and love and lie
we love and love and fly
we fly and fly and fly
until we fall and die
and die
and stand
and race
always we race
always we love
always we win
always we lose
always we love