Run

Are these times contagious? I've never been this bored before Is this the prize I've waited for Now with the hours passing There's nothing left here to insure I long to find a messenger Have I got a long way to run Yeah I run

Is there a cure among us? From this processed sanity I weaken with each voice that sings Now, in this world of purchase I'm going to buy back memories To awaken some old qualities Have I got a long way to run