Running In Place

Walk into a cathedral made of lead They were on their knees They were in their beds Staying up all night Praying on the letter they sent Gave a confession, just forgot what I said (Said, said) In the dark alleys with black cats and cliches Fall the white ashes of the ones we tried to save Saw the sky turn red From the storm we chased As the colors run To our last day We are running in place