Lyrics
He is the runaway, lie low the wanted man
Mask his elusive face, soon he will get away
And free is his future, no more aimless time to spend
And evading, he's escaping four dirty walls and a bed
In a cage, his home no more
Run in the underwood, cover and hide the trail
Senses like sharpened sword, guards for the shadow on his tail
And yet, all his joy is empty and sad
All thoughts are scarred with the prison cell
And freedom seems like freedom's hell
Hopes stained with strange regret
His dreams are dreams for that he cannot get
And yet, all his joy is empty and sad
Lose all identity, vanish in own denial
Seeks only lies and hide, truth never brought to trial
And caught in his own net, he looks to find endless life
And evading, he's escaping four dirty walls and a bed
In a cage, his home no more
Run in the underwood, cover and hide the trail
Senses like sharpened sword, guards for the shadow on his tail
Written by: Derek Shulman, Kerry Minnear, Ray Shulman
