Song for David Steve Goodman

Weary though weary is only a case
Of being unwound at the wrong time and place
David put down his head and he covered his face
He asked himself why he had bothered to race with the sun

He thought that standing still would have been a mistake
He knew all along the risks he would take
Can't help thinking that the whole thing's fake
And the race was fixed long before it had even been run

He knew the sun sets a treacherous pace
That only madmen try to erase -
You can race it, you can chase it, for one moment
But then you let go

It's too hot to hold
For too long I've been told
Besides, that old sun is just lucky
And so

Weary, though weary is only a case
Of being unwound at the wrong time and place
David put down his head and he covered his face
He asked himself why he had bothered to race with the sun

David knew who had won
And he waited for dawn