Beeline - The Ballad of Bob Beamon Lyrics

Here I am
Sitting on my hands again
Fingers crossed
But we know how this'll end
Another word, another line of text that crawls across my face
Another chance to find my saving grace
In my mind
I knew I had a chance I'd
Win the race and I'd
Take the gold and I'd
Just as soon go home
But Beamon knows a thing or two about
Taking leaps of faith
Thirty feet away from saving grace
Well I am not
Well I'm not many things
But what I am is just a man
And just what does that mean?
I just see
Whatever's in front of my face
Whatever might be my saving grace
Here I am
Sitting on the ledge again
Fingers crossed
But now I know how this'll end
I'll try to tell myself things I can't believe
Believe
Y'know, y'know, yknow, yknow, yknow. yknow, y'know, y'know