The jowls will mark the time
I wished to be a lion
But pride wears heavy chains
They weave through the fathers' manes
I'm feeling crowded
Alone but feeling crowded
But you don't need to change
I need to hunt, run, and catch you up
Not enough open space
Will leave you running in place
I want to breathe in every space
At my lonely pace
I don't got feet for marathons
I got no lungs for a marathon
Just mind and mouth for running on and on
Saddled to the bones.
No choice on the ride.
Took a dive in the grime and
Came up for air on the other side.
I want poetic urgency
Always chasing new chills
I don't got feet for marathons
I got no lungs for a marathon
Just mind and mouth for running on and on
To feel like a million bucks
I can take an empty wallet
And no better plan
Then to wander around
Without any better plan
I don't got feet for marathons
I got no lungs for a marathon
Just mind and mouth for running on and on
And on
Hounding Hours - Wohin Gehin Lyrics
Hounding Hours - Wohin Gehin Lyrics
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English
The jowls will mark the time
I wished to be a lion
But pride wears heavy chains
They weave through the fathers' manes
I'm feeling crowded
Alone but feeling crowded
But you don't need to change
I need to hunt, run, and catch you up
Not enough open space
Will leave you running in place
I want to breathe in every space
At my lonely pace
I don't got feet for marathons
I got no lungs for a marathon
Just mind and mouth for running on and on
Saddled to the bones.
No choice on the ride.
Took a dive in the grime and
Came up for air on the other side.
I want poetic urgency
Always chasing new chills
I don't got feet for marathons
I got no lungs for a marathon
Just mind and mouth for running on and on
To feel like a million bucks
I can take an empty wallet
And no better plan
Then to wander around
Without any better plan
I don't got feet for marathons
I got no lungs for a marathon
Just mind and mouth for running on and on
And on
I wished to be a lion
But pride wears heavy chains
They weave through the fathers' manes
I'm feeling crowded
Alone but feeling crowded
But you don't need to change
I need to hunt, run, and catch you up
Not enough open space
Will leave you running in place
I want to breathe in every space
At my lonely pace
I don't got feet for marathons
I got no lungs for a marathon
Just mind and mouth for running on and on
Saddled to the bones.
No choice on the ride.
Took a dive in the grime and
Came up for air on the other side.
I want poetic urgency
Always chasing new chills
I don't got feet for marathons
I got no lungs for a marathon
Just mind and mouth for running on and on
To feel like a million bucks
I can take an empty wallet
And no better plan
Then to wander around
Without any better plan
I don't got feet for marathons
I got no lungs for a marathon
Just mind and mouth for running on and on
And on
Writer: Ian Nauroth
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