glisten ice cold like Michigan eh look at what we living in here we go with this again I just keep on talking but I guess that you aint listening rather run around with
lost before begun While we fight our mass confusion Thus we walk before we run Run with the fox into the wind Onto the dawn of tomorrow Run with the
run inside Look after your world and she might treat you right Let random-things-provide-imagination sometimes oh I've seen people trying to package their love Like a dove in the kitchen with
the car park And the darkness Somewhere The night is on the run With a bottle of ouzo And a rusty gun The north wind Is like a Spanish guitar Soaked
that runs through the cracks water we're desperately trying to save so I'll just live on wine and water my vines and sleep on the wind with the fires
Oh, God High noon, I can't believe my eyes Wind is ragin', there's a fire in the sky Ground shakin', everything comin' loose Run like a coward but it
like it's R and B, come the club with me And when some Luther come on I hope you filla me and stilla be in love with me Some Marvin Gaye, some Luther
in love but in vain I could tell One night a wild young cowboy came in Wild as the west Texas wind Dashing and daring, a drink he was sharing With wicked
lovin' And I done some time I see your silver shining town But I know I can't go there Your streets run deep with poisoned wine Your doorways crawl with
Cold iron shackles And ball and chain Listen to the whistle Of the evenin' train You know you Bound to wind up dead If you don't head back To Tennessee
behind Baby, we can run, run, run, but we can't hide Oh no, we can't hide All these complications seem to leave no choice I heard the tongues of billions speak with
your bell change your number Run like hell you can't hide from thunder, oh no Ring your bell get in the wind You and me gonna make some medicine Run
should just let nature run the show Where we'll go, baby I don't know Maybe we should just let nature run the show Like the sun shines and the wind
't be for long Time hurries on And the leaves that are green turn to brown And they wither with the wind And they crumble in your hand Once my heart was filled with
Hands in Brooklyn croos that Bridge tuck your goods in niggas get shot locked down wear im from stick ups turn to shoot outs niggas you better run! Run! run! run
So far from where I started out And so far from where I wanna be Listening for answers in the wind But can't find a rock to plant my feet Looking for
-pump p-pump Pump p-pump pump it up (Just blaze) Pump p-pump pump it up We gon' do it like (Uuh, uuh, uuh) Look, pump it up if you came to get it krunk With
will bring your sprits down to the ground And never let you see, the good things all around Everytime we seem to let our feelings flow Our luck run out and the wind