The Perpetual Motion of a Marathon Runner

Keeping it all Keeping it all together Not just in spite of the weather Refuse to talk Though in the street it's you I see I would be talking to a memory Explaining my condition to a man who thinks my brace is nifty I say "it's not what you think" He says "you look like a runner to me" Sometimes it is not about what disappears But the things that stay constant, oh so clear As long as you keep the wheels turning Your mind can stop your heart from truly burning Sometimes I feel disjointed, not here or there Perpetual motion makes me self-aware That no matter how the sunrise kisses the sea People's view of it will be what they want it to be I grip the pavement, feeling nervous As I talk to Forest, my friend He asks "if you've not moved inward Maybe you're not done moving yet?" Sometimes it is not about what disappears But the things that stay constant, oh so clear As my friends lead me somewhere avoiding a ghost I remember that motion matters most Sometimes I feel disjointed, not here or there Perpetual motion makes me kinda scared But no matter how the sunfall kisses the sea Or the things you think you didn't want to believe Or the person that you may not ever be People's view of you will be what they want it to be As I try to think of something clever to say I give in, say "you're right That's me, I'm always running Have a good morning"