Running

We all run

‎"What are you running from, little one, little one?

What are you running from?

Why do you take flight, are you scared, scared of the night?

Why do you take flight, is everything alright?

What are you running from, little one, little one?

What are you running from?

How come you can't stay still, why do your eyes go from here to the hill?

How come you can't stay still?

What are you running from, little one, little one?

What are you running from?"

"I'm running from the same things as you, sir you know it's true

I'm running from the same things as you.

I'm fleeing in a more visible way, but at least I'm not ashamed

I'm fleeing in a more visible way.

I'm running from the same things as you, sir you know it's true,

I'm running from the same things as you.

How come you never move forward, sir, never go past your wards?

How come you never move forward?

I'm running from the same things as you, sir you know it's true

I'm running from the same things as you."

"Excuse me, brother, I don't think he knows

I don't think he knows
We all run from the same things, just different ways

We all run from the same things

Excuse me, brother, I don't think he knows

I don't think he knows

Inside his wards, he has no responsibility, doesn't have to see

Inside his wards he doesn't have to see

Excuse me, brother, I don't think he knows

I don't think he knows"

"What are we running from, little one, little one?
What are we running from?

If we all flee from the same things, what don't I see?

What don't I see?

What are we running from, little one, little one?
What are we running from?

I am outside now,  little one, what don't I see?
What don't I see?
What are we running from, little one, little one?
What are we running from?"

"Sir, we run from power and hate, change and fate

Sir, we run from power and hate."

"Sir, we flee from responsibility, darkness and being free,

Sir, we flee from responsibility."

"Sir, we run from power and hate, change and fate

Sir we run from power and hate."

"Sir, we can't stand here and watch the world suffer

Sir, we can't stand here."

"Sir, we run from power and hate, change and fate,

Sir we run from power and hate."

 

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