another day at the races

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i’ve come to draw words on a line
after another day at the races
i thought i saw you in the stands today
amongst all the hollering faces
.
i thought i saw a grey hound’s bait
caught in my headlights
reeling after closing time
putting up a fight
.
sometimes i wish you’d make your way
down to this arena
t'peek at what i put myself through
...i coulda sworn i’d seen ya
.
maybe someday i’ll see you there
along some kinda finish line
maybe you’ll drop your checkered flag and
shower me in flowers and wine
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