Marathon Runner

When I was a boy of seventeen
I know it’s mean
But I, I told my friend to give up on her dreams
She hated me
But I knew dreams were for the best of us
Not for the rest of us
And I, I didn’t want to share with anyone
I need a way to sing the greatest dance
And make them laugh
I could win the wars, or lose the battles too
Whichever’s true
I am living other people’s lives
I can’t stop putting on other people’s clothes
I love them 'til I leave
I am a marathon runner
And my legs are sore
And I’m anxious to see what I’m running for
I am a hot air balloon on a sailboat
I would make this my home if I’d learn to float
So take my treasures
Take my earthly life
I’ll try to cry
I will live without the things I love the best
So hold them to your chest
I will lose my faces, lose my stolen wigs
The heads of kings
I will run until I know what to believe
I am a marathon runner
And my legs are sore
And I’m anxious to see what I’m running for
I am a hot air balloon on a sailboat
I would make this my home if I’d learn to float
I am a marathon runner
And my legs are sore
And I’m anxious to see what I’m running for
I am a hot air balloon on a sailboat
I would make this my home if I’d learn to float