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Nowhere Left to Run
by M. Lockwood Porter
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Nowhere Left To Run
My words are on the wire, but no one's on the other end of the connection
Everybody says we've come so far but no one questions the direction
It's so hard not to look away
To more than just get through the day
It's hard to find the time for reflection
We've been searching for the truth, looking in the cracks of the stories that we're told
Casting our eyes downward, sifting through the dirt to find the gold
I fear the consequences will
Catch up to us before we kill
The curse that's kept us spiritless and cold
We built a world in our own images
We destroy the things we need to hide our blemishes
We keep our faces hidden from the sun
But there's nowhere left to run
You can feel the tension rising just like the vibrations of a bell
That's tolled eleven times. We hold our breath and wait upon the twelve
Don't trust that their machinery
Can alter fate so easily
You can start again. That's the tale they try to sell
We built a world in our own images
We destroy the things we need to hide our blemishes
We've got to do this for our daughters and our sons
Because there's nowhere left to run
Nowhere Left To Run
My words are on the wire, but no one's on the other end of the connection
Everybody says we've come so far but no one questions the direction
It's so hard not to look away
To more than just get through the day
It's hard to find the time for reflection
We've been searching for the truth, looking in the cracks of the stories that we're told
Casting our eyes downward, sifting through the dirt to find the gold
I fear the consequences will
Catch up to us before we kill
The curse that's kept us spiritless and cold
We built a world in our own images
We destroy the things we need to hide our blemishes
We keep our faces hidden from the sun
But there's nowhere left to run
You can feel the tension rising just like the vibrations of a bell
That's tolled eleven times. We hold our breath and wait upon the twelve
Don't trust that their machinery
Can alter fate so easily
You can start again. That's the tale they try to sell
We built a world in our own images
We destroy the things we need to hide our blemishes
We've got to do this for our daughters and our sons
Because there's nowhere left to run
