I would like to run away to A place where The clouds would roll high in the afternoon Where sidewalks light up by the harvest moon I would like to run away to A place where Stars could be seen as a warning Where we could rise clean in the morning The dust storms are spiraling fast Just bury your face in your hands And follow the river that just keeps flowing I would like to find a place Where the taste of Blood in my mouth could evaporate Where my soul could just rest from all this weight And then you and I could live in peace You and I could dine like kings complete again The dust storms are spiraling fast Just bury your face in your hands And follow the fire that just keeps growing…