And so he started running
The lonely runner in his mind
In hopes of finding
What had gone missing
His life was one meaningless track
Where he had lost all the scenes
To his misdeeds and misfortunes
How he wished he had it all back
It was late for all of his efforts
The last train to happiness
Had left for the night
Leaving him with nothing but regrets
The lonely runner is no more now
For all the whens whys and how
But in his mind he's still running
Still trying to find things gone missing