We will find some horses true
Drive them through the night
Branches slap our faces red
And that won't halt our flight
Crawl into a shelter near
To try and keep us safe and warm
But the sun is never coming back
We live in darkness now
And though we run with all our might
No one can figure how
We'll ever have a home again
Instead of running from a storm
We are running from a storm
We are running from a
Check the rations thoroughly
We won't have time again
To pause and choose our destiny
Or wonder if and when
We picked a plan to run away
And to that plan we must conform
So when your doubts arise again
Extinguish them with force
Thinking is a luxury
And one we can't endorse
We only have one purpose now
And that is running from a storm
We are running from a storm
When we're safe again, I swear
I'll never make mistakes again, I'll care
To take the time to always love you true
And turn my head to face the skies of blue
I will look right in your eyes
And feel instead of always analyze
I will love so plain and clear
When our lives are free from fear
But hush the hope that's in your mind
It makes you shine too bright
They will sniff the budding happiness
And steal us in the night
They'll find our flimsy hiding place
They'll be upon us in a swarm
Set aside the future tense
Keep your hearing wide
Inertia is a great expense
And one we can't abide
I fear the walls are closing in
We are running from a storm
We are running from a storm
We are running
When we're safe again, I swear
I'll never make mistakes again, I'll care
To take the time to always love you true
And turn my head to face the skies of blue
I will look right in your eyes
And feel instead of always analyze
I will love so plain and clear
When our lives are free from fear
Keep our gazes pointed down
Race the horses straight ahead
Go without our meals for now
Feast upon our inner dread
Treat our bodies like machines
Living deep inside our brains
Never stop because of fear
Or dark or sleep or sleet or rain
When they see us streaking by
And wonder what we're running from
They'll get their answer soon enough
Something wicked this way comes
Then the time for talking's done
When the fear arrives
Then they will then begin to run
It will become their lives
Will this darkness ever end
We are running from a storm
We are running from a storm
We are running from a storm