Owen James - When The Lights Go Out

Not the race you ran.
It's the people who still smile when they say your name.
When the lights go out— I spent half my life looking ahead,
Trying to outrun the years.
Never saw the best parts of living had been right here all these years.
All these years.
When the lights go out and the crowd goes home,
When the road keeps rolling long after you're gone.
You won't live forever; nobody does.
But a part of you survives in the lives you touch.
When the lights go out and the crowd goes— Lives you touched.
Crowd goes home.