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

You cut off all my hair and stripped 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 wild?

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 leave

That a-bother me today

Oh the thing that's hammerin' on my brain

Are the reasons that you stay

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

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

Do I understand the meaning, am I seeming to at least?

Ah, 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 till I see black and you see white

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

And it's not the reasons that I leave

That a-bother me today

No, the thing that's hammerin' on my brain

Are the reasons that you stay

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 runnin', and that I always will

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

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

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

And it's not the reasons that I leave

That a-bother me today

Oh the thing that's hammerin' on my brain

Are the reasons that you stay