you run,
you're running from the hands
the hands that hold
your time
slowly fading,
brings this gleam into my eye

as i feel my words slip down my throat,
not worth repeating
i hear them fall away

you run,
you're running from the hands
the hands that hold
me tight
slowly fading,
brings this gleam into my eye

as i feel my words slip down my throat,
not worth repeating
i hear them fall away