Wish You Were Here

So, you run fast down the trail / from Heaven to Hell / But blue skys in your head  / While the adrenaline bubbles on / In Your eyeeees  / Roots and rocks pave your way.

Do you think you’ll face it?
How I wish, how I wish you were here.  / We’ve just to enjoy / as in a funfair / run after run / Spinning over the same old ground  / What we found? / Same old joys and fears.
Wish you were here.

Doganaccia Downhill track.
Many thanks to Pynk Floyd