Tiny
The Man Who Ran
I'm nothing like the pictures they had made
I won't step on the stones that they have laid
I run and run and run and run

And on gravel roads and highway hills
Through the cities grinding traffic mills
I run and run and run into the sun
I chase the blinding thread that it has strung

The dog in the park
The fire and the spark
Will strain and strain and strain at their chain
The world is new the rules remain the same

What if gravity is just another trick of the mind
Hold on, hold on
If the trouble you see
Is nothing but imagniary tethers

Soon there are no more roads to run
This leash is even stronger spun
But I run and run and run and run and run
I'm holding every word I've ever sung

The frog in the lark
Its song in the dark
Will call and call and call behind the wall
Louder than they ever did before

What if gravity is just another trick of the mind?
Hold on, hold on
If the trouble you see is nothing but imaginary tethers
If what's holding you down
Is nothing but your anguish to fall
How long how long will you dream of the leap
The dream about the bird of shining feathers

I'm nothing like the pictures they had made
I don't step on the stones that they have laid
I run and run and run and run and run