On the run, on the run from myself Through cold streets of transience With tearing eyes, without a goal I'm on the run from tomorrow’s pale white Sun In the spiral of fading lights With my still pounding heart in wounded hands Carrier of the burden of discarded years Somewhere in nowhere, where rain never ends And it feels so strange to drown In the downward spiral of time This life is a dead end street Where all hope falls and capitulates In search of goodness In thesе cold streets And I wonder who I am, am I nothing? And I wonder wherе I stand in life, am I alone? And sometimes I beg for a little spark of hope Unheard prayers for an end On the run from myself I am the fusion of day and night In the waiting line of death I find no rest Here, in the downward spiral of time I try to take a breath beneath life’s surface But my lungs are filled with liquid salt In the downward spiral of time Somewhere in nowhere, beyond Eden Where the rain never ends On the run from tomorrow’s pale white Sun Through this ocean of tears and fading lights Yes, I have lost myself in this fast-paced world In these cold streets of transience And it feels so strange to drown In the downward spiral of time This life is a dead end street Where all hope falls and capitulates