in the long race

so much of effort made to take the gold
it matters little if we win or lose
the ending is the same not hot nor cold

each tries so hard to fit into the mould
to make of the self a thing fit for use
so much of effort made to take the gold

what we sought was to be safe and controlled
not caring for a small case to abuse
the ending is the same not hot nor cold

we lift our eyes and see the wicket bowled
a thing that in the end we would not choose
so much of effort made to take the gold

we have to keep only what we can hold
and set our minds on what you won't confuse
so much of effort made to take the gold
the ending is the same not hot nor cold