I'm racing racing towards it
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Like when I was a small boy
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Cutting through a waving field
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Decorated by summer sunlight
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Unable to remember
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Unable to forget
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Unaware yet at peace
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Unaware yet scared
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I'm racing racing towards it with fear and excitement
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They seem unseperable
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They seem so far apart
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They are my close friends
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They are my very ghosts
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I'm racing towards it
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Holding perfectly still
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In the race of standing still
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The Race Of Standing Still
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| Zao |
