If I Fall Behind      by John Flynn

In the field by the stone wall
A crowd gathers round
As runners move up to the line
Though I’ll match your stride
At the sound of the gun
Don’t worry if I fall behind

I smile to remember
Not so long ago
You’d struggle to stay by my side
But green leaves have turned now
To yellow and to red
Don’t worry if I fall behind

CHORUS:
We’ve each got to run our own race, child
Though one day we’ll stumble and fall
We’ll meet up again when the circle of friends
Gathers at the old stone wall

Gently the hills bid us quicken the pace
As higher and harder we climb
If I can give is all that I have
Don’t worry if I fall behind

Now you pull ahead with the sun burning gold
On your strong young shoulders it shines
Like all of the pride and the love in my heart
As I start falling behind

CHORUS:
We’ve each got to run our own race, child
Though one day we’ll stumble and fall
We’ll meet up again when the circle of friends
Gathers at the old stone wall

The finish-line breeze will leave salt on my skin
Where sweat like tear stains has dried
I’ll lie in the cool grass as doubt, fear and pain
Soon begin falling behind
In the field by the stone wall a crowd gathers round...
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