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I am a magic illusion
Like how a rabbit appears in the heat of conufusion
How did I get here and where have I been
My life is a faded diary and a dried up pen
But I'm runnin out of time
I'm not as young as everyone with a million more steps to climb
I am a little too late for the games children play
Been too busy coping with all these passings away
If I were just a little more savvy
I'd know how to make myself happy
But for now I run with this gang
Me and my friends against the grain
I am a clown and this is my makeup
Can't afford to have you see me naked
Where I have scars. Ask me how they were made.
I'll reply, you'll make them someday, someday when you're old and grey
I'm past 20 with no teenage wisdom
The past 10 years like a gap from a cataclysm
I made the jump, and I made the fall
When I hit rock bottom will I feel anything at all?
I'm still running away
From the pain, of something that won't happen again
I'm still running away
From the person I was then, who said all the things that he never meant
I have my friends, I have my pills, I have my soul in my instrument
In my van with the world right in front of me is where this story began
I keep running away. I keep running...
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