the finish line

Charlotte Lawrence

The earth is warm next to my ear
Insect noise is all that I hear
A magic trick makes the world disappear
The skies are dark, they re dark but they re clear

A distant motorcade and suddenly there s joy
The snow and ticker tape blurs all my senses numb
It s like the finish line where everything just ends
The crack of radios seems close enough to touch

Cold water, cleaning my wounds
A sad parade, with a single balloon
I m done with this, I m counting to ten
Bluest seas, running to them

I feel like I am watching everything from space
And in a minute I ll hear my name and I ll wake
I think the finish line s a good place we could start
Take a deep breath, take in all that you could want
You could want
You could want, oh
You could want, oh
You could want, oh

I feel like I am watching everything from space
And in a minute I ll hear my name and I ll wake
I think the finish line s a good place we could start
Take a deep breath, take in all that you could want, oh