• It chases me each day
    I run and run I never can stay
    Sharp and stabbing is my life
    It will end with the help of a knife
    Trip and stumble ever more
    Not any more

    Now I live in a different place
    Time and pain no longer chase
    I ran and ran each day
    For I had no will to say
    I wish to dream
    I hope to grin
    but no longer shall I swim
    Nor shall I run

    For now I have done
    The one thing that has made me gone
    So no one will ever run
    I shall hide their gun
    for none shall follow me
    and they will some day come to thank me
    For I stopped them from what they would have done
    Now its your turn to put away the gun