(I know, its a sorry excuse for a Crowfeather)
And you shut me out once more,
I don’t know what you’re looking for.
And you turn your back on me.
I’m getting used to all the secrecy.
Each time I watch you go,
The distance tween us grows and grows
You may run in one place
But I cannot keep up this chase-!
And he runs!
You must be tired running wild tryna chase your past
And he runs
You run the time out just to find out that your legs can’t last
And he runs.
You can’t escape it, you can’t change it, this race can’t be won.
But still, you always run.