Packed everything you had into the car, Rolled the whole thing into the lake, Now there's nothing left to tie you to this place, Except a heavy, sinking ache.
The water's surface settled down again, With one more secret buried below. That's one more life you've lived and left behind, But it gets no easier to let go.
But running is the one thing that You have always known just how to do, Because the trouble up ahead might not Be as bad as what's waiting here for you.
But you're so tired. (running is the one thing that you have always known just how to do) You've grown so tired. (because the trouble up ahead might not be as bad as what's waiting here for you)