Back at home in glowing caves
He filled the walls in a Shaman's haze
The hunt was good His fellow beings
Layed down their bones for no extremes
He was cursing at the sky
With carvings on his skin
The wind and thunder howling
And yet there was no sin
But soon his mind expanded
To let more symbols in
Now drowning in his choices
The future makes him grin
Runaway, runaway train
Getting off the track
Runaway, runaway brain
With too much on his back
He cast the net on nature's shore
And in excess he wanted more
He burned the land to have more room
In ugly towns, they planned his doom
He was laughing at the few
Who saw what was ahead
And a cooperating crew
Lived for today instead
But now the bridge can fall
It leads him back to reason
Ignoring this here ball
He signs a pact of treason
Runaway, runaway train
Getting off the track
Runaway, runaway brain
With too much on his back
Runaway, runaway train
Getting off the track
Runaway, runaway brain
With too much on his back
Runaway was written by Alain Johannes & Jack Irons & Natasha Shneider.
Runaway was produced by Pat McCarthy & Eleven.