C#m
Love the run but not the race
C#m
All alone in a silent way
F#m C#m
World drifts in and the world's a stranger
A E C#m
In a light, eclipsed and alienated
A E
In a time, occupied and invaded
A G# C#m
Can't tell what's right, better hit the ground running
C#m
In the hills where the tall weed grows
C#m
Hands are tied and won't let go
F#m C#m
Can't escape this place without leaving the world behind
A E C#m
In a light, ashamed and humiliated
A E
In a time, sacrificed for the sake of trade
A B E
The soul is bent, feels the weight of truth
C#m A
Falling through
A B E C#m
Left behind, no choice but to run to the mountains
A B C#m
Where no poppies grow, you have to hit the ground running
C#m A E C#m
In a light, paralyzed and spirits fading
C#m A E
Out of time, must decide to fall or run
A B E C#m
Into the eye, of the storm no sign or omen
A B E
Make it right, or fall to the other side
C#m A
Where fields are burning
B
From the day you're born
C#m
We always hit the ground running.