Из альбома: Be the Void
I'm aware of the danger.
I think it's okay.
I was never that young.
I was born old and gray.
Alone and in shambles,
It's alright, it's okay.
The storm cloud has broken,
The haze burned away.
I was 23 miles from the Chesapeake Bay.
I'd worn through my shoes, always walking away.
Seems like all of my troubles roll and tumble this way.
The bottle has broken, the ghost has escaped.
Oh no.
I can't walk around with my feet off the ground.
And when they hit, although we are strangers,
Run away, run away, run away.
I have.
I didn't talk much to strangers, I bled my friends dry.
Hard, hard livin', yet I was hardly alive.
But I kept on rollin' and now I know why.
The storm clouds have broken a hole in the sky.
We'll get away from the shelter, get away from the storm.
Get away from the mountains, get away from the shore.
Get away from the hang-ups that destroy the mind.
Get away from the darkness, get away from the light.
Oh no.
I can't walk around with my feet off the ground.
And when they hit, although we are strangers,
Run away, run away, run away.
I have.