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