Run to Moonlight
Run Run Run
to the bus station for a one-way ticket;
"To where?" she'd ask.
To anywhere but here.
And believe me, I would
if I could save my money that long;
But every dollar I get
puts food in my stomach, man.
Live or leave?
How can you leave if you don't live?
How can you live if you don't leave?
Run...
toward that light in the night;
But the substances you controlled
now play tricks on your mind...
Maybe we're blind.
I'm running for my life;
Living to run.
Back against the wall; eyes see it all...
Lovers in love;
Lovers not in love; in lust.
All apologies
to my broken toys.
I never thought twice...
Run!
Packed my shit and fled when the situation
made me uneasy.
Men make me sick
because love is uneasy;
So no wonder I left them all behind......
But I was blind.
Day and night he haunts my mind.
My tears have multiplied,
forming puddles on the ground;
Shadows racing all around.
Run
from those hands that are reaching out
to hold me still.
I want to fly away from my memories;
And pack a few to take with me.
Run to the edge of the sea....
He -
always said "No, don't fly; Swim."
And maybe he was right.
Ocean calm intrigues me,
especially in moonlight.
to the bus station for a one-way ticket;
"To where?" she'd ask.
To anywhere but here.
And believe me, I would
if I could save my money that long;
But every dollar I get
puts food in my stomach, man.
Live or leave?
How can you leave if you don't live?
How can you live if you don't leave?
Run...
toward that light in the night;
But the substances you controlled
now play tricks on your mind...
Maybe we're blind.
I'm running for my life;
Living to run.
Back against the wall; eyes see it all...
Lovers in love;
Lovers not in love; in lust.
All apologies
to my broken toys.
I never thought twice...
Run!
Packed my shit and fled when the situation
made me uneasy.
Men make me sick
because love is uneasy;
So no wonder I left them all behind......
But I was blind.
Day and night he haunts my mind.
My tears have multiplied,
forming puddles on the ground;
Shadows racing all around.
Run
from those hands that are reaching out
to hold me still.
I want to fly away from my memories;
And pack a few to take with me.
Run to the edge of the sea....
He -
always said "No, don't fly; Swim."
And maybe he was right.
Ocean calm intrigues me,
especially in moonlight.
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