I'm on the run
From the place this paper chase begun
I took arcane trails, cover up tracks one by one
Welcome the night
Put an end to another day
I didn't risk a flight
I made specious apologies
And I'm planing on the next ones
I swear to make it right
Oh i swear i'll make this right
I swear to make it right, make it right
Ironic that I carry
Auch inimitable mark
And the only thing I think of
Is to keep it in the dark
This map is making promises
While I marvel at my chances
Between next to me and far away
They reject all my advances
I am throwing bones
"Pick me up, I've been too long on my own"
Each move so dexterously
You won't know where to expect me
But my plan's been overthrown
You won't know where to expect me
My plan's been overthrown
You won't know
Home is no longer linked to places
Now home's defined by tales and faces
In constant need of redirection orders
Between coffee pots, train rides and borders
Ironic that I carry
Such inimitable mark
And the only thing I think of
Is to keep it in the dark
This map is making promises
While I marvel at my chances
Between next to me and far away
They reject all my advances
There is a need, there is a need
There is a tremor in my feet
So many miles, so many trials
And I'll do shorthand of all my days
On valid tickets as my letter paper
And hope for you to catch the hint
And meet me here years later
And meet me here years later