I feel so free...
The pounding of hooves against dry, churned sand... You feel so free... So light... So brisk... Is it true that these moments last forever? The hot breath of you opponents, right at your heels... The short sting of the wip, the jockey's signal your slowing down. How do you react? Your first injury... It feels good, right? When you roll your ankle, how much you get doctored and prepared for you next race! It is sweet victory... Sweet, sweet victory...
The pounding of hooves against dry, churned sand... You feel so free... So light... So brisk... Is it true that these moments last forever? The hot breath of you opponents, right at your heels... The short sting of the wip, the jockey's signal your slowing down. How do you react? Your first injury... It feels good, right? When you roll your ankle, how much you get doctored and prepared for you next race! It is sweet victory... Sweet, sweet victory...
