i break these chains and embrace the sky,
over obsticals and rails do i fly,
forever at play in a world of mine,
i leave a trace but only in my mind,
when i stop moving its like death to me,
i dont know i guess this is my destiny,
to become fluid, flexible, and cunning is my dream,
to flow with Parkour is my thing,
to impress is to scrawnder,
our real test is where we'll wonder,
throught the enviroment i've embrace,
through every moment that i have raced,
i've finally come face-to-face,
now leave your sorrows behind, go trace