Love the run
but not the race
all alone
in a silent way
World drifts in
and the world's
a stranger
In a light
eclipsed and alienated
in a time
occupied and invaded
can't tell what's right
better hit
the ground running
In the hills
where the tall weed grows
hands are tied
and won't let go
Can't escape this place
without leaving
the world behind
In a light
ashamed and humiliated
in a time
sacrificed
for the sake of trade
Mmh the soul is bent
feels the weight
of the truth
falling through
Oh left behind
no choice but to run
to the mountains
where no poppies grow
you have to hit
the ground running
In a light
paralyzed
and spirits fading
out of time
must decide
to fall or run
into the eye
of the storm
no sign or omen
make it right
or fall to
the other side
where fields are burning
from the day you're born
you'll always
hit the ground running
hit the ground running
hit the ground running