Clay birds, on the wire
Wind blows for days, days, days
Tape rolls, fly higher
Out of control, waste, waste, waste
Oh, afraid to go
If you don't run, there'd be no living at all
Oh, afraid to crawl
The kind of love that has no meaning at all
Gotta find a piece
And I'm forever bound, forever leaving
Oh, afraid to go
If you don't run, there'd be no living at all
Day falls, I don't know it
Any luck, on your wild catch
Died to know, of your fake loving
Don't hold such waste, waste, waste
Oh, afraid to go
If you don't run, there'd be no living at all
Oh, afraid to crawl
The kind of love that has no meaning at all
Gotta find a piece
And I'm forever bound, forever leaving
Oh, afraid to go
If you don't run, there'd be no living at all
Enjoy!
-Sace