Some sprint to snatch the prize in
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My goal's the far horizon
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I guess I'm obsessed
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With that long slow distance.
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The fleet of feet won't please you
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All speed, they love and leave you
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Not me, as you see
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I love long slow distance.
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Listen, my pulse beats strong and steady
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My pace won't stall when I hit the wall
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Others fall by the wayside, heat-exhausted
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But I'm no coward I'm solar-powered
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As long as I know that you'll be there with me
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Face to face when I break the tape
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For the kiss when we cross the finish line.
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Some play the tempo given
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I hear a different rhythm
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Do you hear it too?
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For the long slow distance.
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My stride is smooth and easy
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Your touch can always lead me
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Off-route in pursuit
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Of some long slow distance.
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Long Slow Distance
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Michael Franks |