Tristan Armstrong - On the Run Lyrics

Stained glass shattered on the sidewalk
I'm making friends, but they don't have time to talk
Throwing rocks at my old ways
Trying to start something, but nobody's coming out to play

Cause I'm on the outside wherever I go
Too far gone to ever make it back home

And I keep making all the same mistakes
On and on, my friend
Oh, I'm on the run again

I think I met you at the last show
Keep the meter running, cause I got some wine at home
Woke up in bed with my shoes tied
You were clamping on my head til the day turned into night

Still all that I do is just filling the time
Searching for the smallest bit of piece of mind

And I keep making all the same mistakes
On and on, my friend
Oh, I'm on the run again