I'm waiting to be comfortable .
The days are long .
The years are short .
I just want to be another guy .
I try to look for something
Exciting each day .
One tough thing to do
Is to quiet my thoughts .
When I run I am free ,
I can talk to my loved ones
Who came before me
If I want to you see
Therefore I am not alone .
When I run I feel comfortable
And therefore for an hour
I'm just another guy .
In a way , I'm looking after me .
By Brock
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