Post by behindTHEmask on Oct 10, 2005 16:51:07 GMT -8
Run, she says. To everywhere.
She’s chasing down everything she’s never heard of
worrying about all she doesn’t know
fearing what’s not in existence
and hoping in the end, it will all be alright.
She’s never known the outcomes,
that come from such childish games
of hide and seek in youth
and luck of the draw for life.
There’s a part of her she knows she can’t control.
She lets it run wild,
harvesting itself in places she’s never been
and never plan’s on going.
She knows the world’s naïve,
thinking time is of the essence
and true love is forever.
Pity, she says, pity.
She’s chasing down everything she’s never heard of
to break the set caste societies created
always worrying if this is defeat or victory.
Always hoping she’ll never know.
Run, she says, run
to somewhere purged in agony.
Run, she says, run.
To everywhere.
She’s chasing down everything she’s never heard of
worrying about all she doesn’t know
fearing what’s not in existence
and hoping in the end, it will all be alright.
She’s never known the outcomes,
that come from such childish games
of hide and seek in youth
and luck of the draw for life.
There’s a part of her she knows she can’t control.
She lets it run wild,
harvesting itself in places she’s never been
and never plan’s on going.
She knows the world’s naïve,
thinking time is of the essence
and true love is forever.
Pity, she says, pity.
She’s chasing down everything she’s never heard of
to break the set caste societies created
always worrying if this is defeat or victory.
Always hoping she’ll never know.
Run, she says, run
to somewhere purged in agony.
Run, she says, run.
To everywhere.
