Running High Running Home

Are you the clown the punctured fool
Who crushed a truth, to sign the pact
Are you the pain the shallow voice
With eyes so dark they're empty black

Are you the price of someone's gain
The fingerprints in candle wax
Are yours the eyes that seldom blink
When peering from your paper shack

Running high
Running scared
Can't look back
Running home
Dressed in black
Running high
Running scared
Running high
Running Home

Are you the melt of winter snow
Once so pure now running black
Are you the light dimmed by time
The circumstance the future past

Are you the one who cried for help
Through cardboard walls beneath the track
Now silent stares in skin so thin
With eyes so dark they're empty black

Running high
Running scared
Can't look back
Running home
Dressed in black
Running high
Running scared
Running high
Running Home



Credits
Writer(s): Robert Carrick
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