Soaking wet but determined
My body guides me through the dark alleys
It leads my inner voice
To escape the impersonality of big cities…

As the rain falls harder my speed improves
As the streets seem longer my mind gets more restless
Though I know I can't escape
You can not run from things you can not see

Streets turn into small rivers
My restless mind starts to panic
But still my speed improves
Though I can feel my guardian angel slipping away from me

As the rain falls harder my speed improves
As the streets seem longer my mind gets more restless

Streets turn into small rivers
My restless mind starts to panic
Though I know I can't escape
You can not run from things you can not see

Streets turn into small rivers
My restless mind starts to panic
But still my speed improves
Though I can feel my guardian angel slipping away from me

Lonely…
I feel so lonely…
I feel so lonely…
I feel so lonely now!

As the rain falls harder my speed improves
As the streets seem longer my mind gets more restless

Streets turn into small rivers
My restless mind starts to panic
Though I know I can't escape
You can not run from things you can not see

I look around me like a hysteric rat
As my last energy is spilled by my exhausted body
And in my last moment of consciousness I realize
You can not run from loneliness…