in the long race

so much of effort made to take the gold

it matters little if we win or lose

the ending is the same not hot nor cold

 

each tries so hard to fit into the mould

to make of the self a thing fit for use

so much of effort made to take the gold

 

what we sought was to be safe and controlled

not caring for a small case to abuse

the ending is the same not hot nor cold

 

we lift our eyes and see the wicket bowled

a thing that in the end we would not choose

so much of effort made to take the gold

 

we have to keep only what we can hold

and set our minds on what you won't confuse

so much of effort made to take the gold

the ending is the same not hot nor cold