Runaway, Run

I get so sad sometimes
If for too long I stop moving
I don't know whose hand it is that breaks apart
My ribs, or how it chooses

It's a heavy weight that rattles as it is pried loose; it's
The only thing that I know how to do is
Run through it

Runaway, run toward
Don't look back, move forward
Runaway, run run away, run toward

Pain is not a weakness
That could ever leave the body
Stasis hollows out our heavy bones
Our stupid hearts too big and faulty

There's always been something that paves the past with wanting
Pain is weakness knowing what the body knows
To be human is a haunting

Runaway, run toward
Don't look back, move forward
Runaway, run run away
Run toward

Whose hands are these
Alien and aimless?
Picking through all the things
That I've stored whеre longing lives
Someonе told me once
Want is never painless
Someone told me once
Passing is all that pain is

On a quantum scale, they say
There's no such thing as time
Only distances that close
And distances that open wide

Inside my chest, a string of wants could stretch for miles
I think that it breaks apart my fragile ribs
When I'm unmoving for a while

Runaway, run toward
Don't look back, move forward
Runaway, run run away
Run toward

Runaway, run toward
Don't look back, move forward
Runaway, run run away
Run toward
Run toward

I get so sad sometimes
If for too long I stop moving