You're on the go
You're always wanna go
You want to go somewhere
Where you don't know
And when you run
And when I try to run
You leave me bent over
With a stitch in the road
You are a maze
A complex sum
I've counted all my fingers
And I'm on to my thumb
You are a storm
You are my little storm
I watch the wind change
To find out where you've been blown
Pull it up
And steer it up
This game is over
You conjure a key
In the palm of your hand
You're burning all your bridges
Drawing a line in the sand
We travel far
Catch the last of the sun
We keep on going
Til we've nowhere to run
Look at the hills
They look so green
The horizon is the place
That you always dream
We shoot the nest
Like a bolt from a gun
You're tapping on the door
To the beat of the drum
Hold it up
And steer it up
This game is over
Look at the
They look so free
It's the only real thing
That's been happening to me
You're taking all
You thought was wrong
You used to follow lyrics
Of your favorite song
You are a maze
A complex sum
I've counted all my fingers
And I'm on to my thumb
You are a storm
You are my little storm
I watch the wind change
To find out where you've been blown
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