Ode to the 800 Meter
Oh Half Mile,
Hearing that gun
How it makes me smile
You always make it fun
You make me forget about life for awhile
Your waterfall start makes me outgun
Here we go down lane one single file
Your second turn fools everyone
Here I go making my move staying agile
We pass coach reminding me not to overrun
Running down the rubber aisle
Passing with ease lap one
Rounding turn 3 this isn’t no time trial
Down the back stretch my mouth is dry like a hotdog bun
Wheeling around turn 4 I start my kick It turns into a freestyle
Crossing that line feeling like one metric ton
Oh Half Mile,
You make me proud to wear the uniform that says Ryle
You make track worthwhile
Oh Half Mile,
This may sound dumb
I love the way you make me feel numb