The Distance

Reluctantly crouched at the starting line

Engines pumping and thumping in time
The green light flashes, the flags go up
Churning and burning, they yearn for the cup
They deftly maneuver and muscle for rank
Fuel burning fast on an empty tank

Reckless and wild, they pour through the turns
Their prowess is potent and secretly stern
As they speed through the finish, the flags go down
The fans get up and they get out of town
The arena is empty except for one woman
Still driving and striving as fast as she can
The sun has gone down and the moon has come up

And long ago somebody left with the cup
But she's driving and striving and hugging the turns
And thinking of someone for whom she still burns

She's going the distance
She's going for speed
She's all alone
In a time of need
Because she's racing and pacing and plotting the course
She's fighting and biting and riding on a horse
She's going the distance
She's going the distance

No trophy, no flowers, no flashbulbs, no wine
She's haunted by something she cannot define
Bows shaking quakes of doubt and remorse
A sailor, a baller with monster truck force
In her mind she's still driving, still making the grade
She's hoping in time that her memories will fade
'Cause she's racing and pacing and plotting the course
She's fighting and biting and riding on a horse
The sun has gone down and the moon has come up

And long ago somebody left with the cup
But she's driving and striving and hugging the turns
And thinking of someone for whom she still burns

She's going the distance
She's going for speed
She's all alone
In a time of need
Because she's racing and pacing and plotting the course
She's fighting and biting and riding on a horse
She's racing and pacing and plotting the course
She's fighting and biting and riding on a horse
She's going the distance
She's going the distance