Outrun

Remember when our life was so much easier Lying in bed, we sank into the ether of love, of holding on It's hard to stand and face the fire consuming us With busted fists and bruised egos Just let it win The time has come to burn it down again You shook me to the core You spread me far too thin You bled me to the bone You know the shape I'm in The shape I'm in The time has come to burn it down again Can't blame the sun for setting Can't blame the breeze for blowing Can't blame the blood for flowing Can't blame the weeds for growing Can't blame the seasons turning Can't blame the fires for burning Outrun the dying of the day The time has come to burn it down again Can't blame the sun for setting Can't blame the breeze for blowing Can't blame the blood for flowing Can't blame the weeds for growing Can't blame the seasons turning Can't blame the fires for burning Can't blame the sun for setting Can't blame the breeze for blowing Can't blame the blood for flowing Can't blame the weeds for growing Can't blame the seasons turning Can't blame the fires for burning Outrun the dying of the day