Waiting in line
The numbers are called out.
I'm looking at my ticket.. 3,625,259 is my lucky one.
Just waiting in line for my number to be called.
Nudged on all sides by other souls, I wait.
So damn tired of waiting in line.
I run. Rip up that meaningless ticket.
Let the wind flow through my hair.
Feel the rain on my face.
Run, so far in the other direction.
There's got to be a fork in the road, I can take to choose my winner.
So scared of the right path.
Is there a line for the courage needed to win?
Gotta work at it.
Gotta hurt for it.
Gotta run to it.
Gotta step outta the line.
Run. Run. Run. Run.
No more waiting in line.
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