[Male — quiet, close] You always do this. [Male lead] Do what? [Quiet voice] Think one good day means you've changed. Same voice, same seat in the back of my head Had a whole lot to say when I dragged out of bed Now the hill's behind me and you're changing the test Saying, “Sure, you made it up, but look how much is left.” Funny how the finish keeps moving when I get close Funny how you only ever count what I let go Never count the mornings that I went without a witness Now you want a front-row seat to tell me what my limit is? I know I missed days. I know I lost sleep. I know I made promises I struggled just to keep. You don't need to read them like a list of my convictions I was there for every one — I lived it. [Quiet voice] You're still not good enough. [Male lead — precise, restrained] You said that at the bottom. Keep watching. Watch me I've got more in me than you can see Feel the ground roll out beneath my feet I'm coming through Watch me You can talk, but you can't run for me All that open road in front of me I'm coming through [Male — in the gap] Then watch me. First bend, shoulders loose, cold air through the shirt Still got the climb in my calves, still doing the work But the weight shifts, road dips, feet find a rhythm And for once I don't need your permission to live in it [Quiet voice] You're only faster 'cause the road goes down. [Male lead] Yeah — I climbed it. You were there. Don't get quiet. You had plenty of opinions on the way to the skyline Now I get a little room and you want to deny it? I can hear you, I can hear you, I can hear you just fine But I'm done turning every little step into a trial Done rehearsing an excuse before I even take a chance Done asking you to clap before I let myself advance Maybe you'll be back when I lace up tomorrow With a fresh set of reasons and a new little problem Right now there's a turn and I'm already through it You can finish that sentence. I'm moving. Watch me I've got more in me than you can see Feel the ground roll out beneath my feet I'm coming through Watch me You can talk, but you can't run for me All that open road in front of me I'm coming through [Quiet voice] And if tomorrow's worse? [Male lead] Then tomorrow gets its turn. [Quiet voice] And if this doesn't last? [Male lead] I still did every mile. [Quiet voice] You think you've proved something? [Male lead] I think I've spent enough of this run Talking to you. [Female — rising melodic pickup] Watch me— [Female] Watch me I've got more in me than you can see [Male] I felt it on the climb. [Female] Feel the ground roll out beneath my feet I'm coming through [Male] One bend at a time. [Female] Watch me You can talk, but you can't run for me [Male] These steps are mine. [Female] All that open road in front of me I'm coming through You're still not— Watch me.
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