Sunday, November 22, 2009

S.T.A.T.E '09

There's a certain feeling you get when the crowd starts to cheer
You don't know what to think you don't know how you got here

So you take a deep breath and breathe in the air
The taste of chlorine saturates it there

When you get up on the blocks
You don't look at the clocks

There is just you and the pool
Stretching out in front starts to rule
You head as you here "take your mark" it all changes
Your thoughts all shift and everything else ranges

From nothing to something in a fraction of a second
When the gun goes off your future is beckoned

The water rushes by
Its a sort of high

When you hit the wall
You just want to fall

It's exhausting but worth it
When you know what you want to get

And you know in the end it doesn't matter if you lose
Because just being there is all the you need to move

You towards your dream
Flying high above the sea

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