i have outrun my spirit.
i am so far ahead
i cannot hear it.
i cannot feel it or even know it.
i am a running mass of flesh.
no feelings of calm
or time to refresh.
i cannot stop this wheel from spinning.
i do not know the day or hour.
but come Lord
for this world is sour.
i want to go, my fuse is lit.
i am outrunning my soul
and it is leaving
my life's a little drowl.
this crazy life i should be winning.
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