Running
Find the silence if you think you can
It’s not so easy anymore
I used to care so much about
Which road I ran
But I’m not running anymore.
I wanted to be some kind of a hero
It just did not come to pass
Maybe some kind of a rock star
But it was not in my path.
I ran the back roads like everyone else
I never had much fear of dying.
It would not matter if you cry or run
We all have just so much time.
I escaped it once before in my past
But it will be back around.
I just hope when it finds me
I’m wide awake
If it sneaks up from behind.
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