The Distance

He's going the distance, he's going for speed
Because he's racing and pacing and plotting the course
But he's striving and driving and hugging the turns
He's haunted by something he cannot define
He's fighting and biting and riding on his horse
The sun has gone down and the moon has come up
She's all alone, all alone in her time of need

He's fighting and biting and riding on his horse
Their prowess is potent and secretly stern
The arena is empty except for one man
Still driving and striving as fast as he can

And thinking of someone for whom he still burns
She's hoping in time that her memories will fade
And long ago somebody left with the cup

But he's driving and striving and hugging the turns
The green light flashes, the flags go up
He's fighting and biting and riding on his horse
Fuel burning fast on an empty tank

Assail him, impale him with monster-truck force
She's all alone, all alone in her time of need
Because he's racing and pacing and plotting the course
The fans get up and they get out of town
In his mind, he's still driving, still making the grade
Churning and burning, they yearn for the cup
They deftly maneuver and muscle for rank
Bowel-shaking earthquakes of doubt and remorse
'Cause he's going the distance, he's going for speed
No trophy, no flowers, no flashbulbs, no wine

The sun has gone down and the moon has come up
He's fighting and biting and riding on his horse

'Cause he's racing and pacing and plotting the course
As they speed through the finish, the flags go down
Reckless and wild, they pour through the turns
And long ago somebody left with the cup
He's racing and pacing and plotting the course
He's going the distance, he's going for speed
And thinking of someone for whom he still burns

He's going the distance