Light's down Saturday night Through the window did come full moon's light Ear held to the door, silence telling him now was the time
Without a sound and without a plan he ran alone
Wet grass under his feet as the city lies fast asleep Past blocks blurring to one, claiming stake on the land, his to keep
Without a sound and without a plan he ran through the chill of the night making his body light, so light and the sting of his sweat getting into his eyes made the world seem so bright
Without an end soon enough he'd lost count of the bends Without consequence, confidence in his stride, the world ahead distends