In a crowded space where do we stand?

[Flighted Iron]

Human fragility
are we all the same
questing for truth,purity and reason
or our fleeting personal gain

Spring in Duckpin town
history was made
not against all odds
the course she stayed

The freakish filly
the young boys she beat
we bask in her glory
oh,she brought the heat

The race game and the race fan
the prudent handling,the cheeky greed
race not,race again
the genuine facade,the dire need

Our heroes,Our heroins
their speed do please tell
our amusement,our admiration
we buy and we sell

The effort they\'ve spent
the ink on the page
races gone unnoticed
the grandest of stage

Rachel oh Rachel
the strides of ease
hope leaves for the fall
a time returned with appease

The boys felled in the spring
the falls for the men
Rachel oh Rachel
will you shut them down again?