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