All rights reserved and remain the property of the account holder, @wattense An ancestral Celtic curse shall haunt any who violate these rights — and their bloodline — for all time… and beyond. --- Mile one, I'm feeling brave Mile ten, my knees betray Water cup, half on my shirt Salt in my mouth, feet kicking dirt Cheering signs blur past my eyes My lungs fold up like two paper kites I laugh, the energy gel makes me wheeze Still chasing my dreams in the breeze 'Cos in my mind she's there At the end of agony and pain One more step, one more mile Fighting for every single breath Wait for me at the line I’m coming, I’m coming, I´m coming Wait for me at the line I’m crumbling but running, don't know how Wait for me at the line You’re the reason I survive Wait for me at the line even in a crawl, I will arrive My calves go straight to war Sharp little tears feeling like bolts Bending like a broken spoon Trying to stop impending doom Gold light on my sore, sore face Hands on shoulders, keep me straight I swear I heard the heavens say 'My love, hang on. I'm taking you right there' Wait for me at the line I’m coming, I’m coming, I'm coming Wait for me at the line I’m crumbling but running, don't know how Wait for me at the line You’re the reason I survive Wait for me at the line even in a crawl, I will arrive Now half a run, half a stride An angel dragging my pride Until I see her gorgeous frame Smiling like she hasn't got a care Wait for me at the line I made it, I made it, I made it Wait for me at the line I’m shaking elated, rising from the dead Wait for me at the line Now falling into your arms Hold me now, hold me tight You were always the finish line... My finish line... My angel in disguise...
