Man In The Crowd

There's a man in the crowd got a fire in his head
And a voice that keeps on just pushing him on
His eyes level and his fingers curl
Well, he spits fire just like the flash from a gun

Somebody screams and he's turning away
As the crowd slips into a slomo crawl
He's starting to run as the voices scream and he's
Running away running away from it all

There's a man picks a flower, and he locks it away
Down away from the light where nothing can grow
And he looks at his prize for days and days
He watches as it fades just held in its thrall

There's a man in the crowd
There's always a man in the crowd
There's a man in the crowd
There's always a man in the crowd

Running away, running away from it all
He's running away
Just running, running away

There's a man in the crowd
There's always a man in the crowd
There's a man in the crowd
There's always a man in the crowd



Credits
Writer(s): Robert Macleod-carey
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