By A.Lipnicka
Rain won't wash this dirt away
It will last, it will stay
Like some cheap tattoo
Made in the wild days
Inadequate and unwanted now
Time will never fix it up
It will burn, day and night
Like a question thrown
Into the silence
Unanswered still, just left to die
Runner, runner, you may run
To the edge of the world
When you're there, don't be surprised
That you haven't moved at all
At all
So you start anew again
You lock the door, catch a train
Now you�re digging up
Another grave for
Your shattered dreams and worn out lies
You pick a girl and marry her
You love her smile, you need her veil
Just to cover up
In its snow pure whiteness
The blackened secrets of your heart
Runner, runner, you may run
To the edge of the world
When you're there, don't be surprised
That you haven't moved at all
At all
In the thickest hour of the night
You see yourself from high above
A single tear
Could save your life
Soon the day breaks in, but your eyes stay dry
Rain won't wash this dirt away
It will last, it will stay
Like some cheap tattoo
Made in the wild days
Inadequate and unwanted now
Time will never fix it up
It will burn, day and night
Like a question thrown
Into the silence
Unanswered still, just left to die
Runner, runner, you may run
To the edge of the world
When you're there, don't be surprised
That you haven't moved at all
At all
So you start anew again
You lock the door, catch a train
Now you�re digging up
Another grave for
Your shattered dreams and worn out lies
You pick a girl and marry her
You love her smile, you need her veil
Just to cover up
In its snow pure whiteness
The blackened secrets of your heart
Runner, runner, you may run
To the edge of the world
When you're there, don't be surprised
That you haven't moved at all
At all
In the thickest hour of the night
You see yourself from high above
A single tear
Could save your life
Soon the day breaks in, but your eyes stay dry