Running

We're greeted in the morning by the fury of the sun

They came to burn our bridges but we beat 'em to the punch

Take me to your pastures that I ruined from the start

And cut off all my hair and strip my car of all its parts

'Cause now I wake up in the quiet when the city's gone to sleep

And I rummage and I ravage like a savage through their streets

Is it any use to call you now? Is your river running wide?

Can you hear me on the other shore or at least pretend to try?

Can you hear me on the other shore or at least pretend to try?

'Cause it's not the reasons that I

Believe in that are bothering me today

And oh, the thing that's hammering on my brain

Are the reasons that you stayed

So let's leave the in-between to the stiffs and to the sloths

Let 'em ruminate and reminisce in the gardens of their gods

Do I understand the meaning? Am I seeming to age at least?

No, I haven't understood a thing since I was banished to the East

Be my preacher, be my teacher, take me out into the night

And paint over my eyes 'til I see black and you see white

Won't you paint over my eyes 'til I see black and you see white?

And it's not the reasons that I believe in that are bothering me today

And oh, the thing that's hammering on my brain

Are the reasons that you stayed

I never read the Bible closely, but I know I missed the page

Where they taught you how to tell between the hunter and its prey

So is it fear or is it hunger for the kill or being killed?

'Cause all I know is that I'm running, and that I always will

All I know is that I'm running, and that I always will

All I know is that I'm running, and that I always will

All I know is that I'm running, and that I always will

And it's not the reasons that I believe in that are bothering me today

Oh, the thing that's hammering on my brain

Are the reasons that you stayed