Runaway

Shadows fall
The evening grows long
A cigarett burns, the setting sun
Face to the wind
Nowhere, no how
Fingers tap-tap, it’s all been done
And said, and thought
A moment too late
Chasing the night, a loaded gun
A desolate town
A make-shift crown
Softly, swiftly, watch me run

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