All I have
And all I am
Is yours
Is yours
Dormant disease
I'm on my knees
And all fours
All fours
Run, run past it all
Run, run back to me
Before the canary dies
In the cage
Door open, door open
A million dead metaphors
Can't compare to what it is
And all the letters that you never heard
Don't come close
Run, come running to it
Before it fades
Before it goes away
Run, come running
To and from
Before and with
And after
And in memory of
A million dead metaphors
Can't compare to what it is
And all the letters that you never heard
Don't come close
Run, come running
Run, come running
Run, come running
Run, come running
Run