The road continues to break under my feet
Yet I still run
I run, I run, I run until the horizon meets with the sun
Even under the moon, I continue to weep
Why do you continue to run away from me?
I am the proverb that speaks like a Victorian
Centered around the words that guide my vision
Still, I am cradled in the corner, afraid to make amends with the man who lives underneath
I’ve tried to run away again, and still, there is more time to be ashamed of my gain
They speak vilely, while the scars unify themselves
With this tongue, it’s difficult to ask for help
Moments to shine, while I figure out how to stand in the rain
I’ll run with you until you die, and then I’ll run some more until I drop to my knees
Create the purpose to propose another way
The possession of my breath, favorable to envy, they continue to take it away
I left behind the love of my life after I promised that I would never leave