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Waiting For the Day You Learn to Run

You said, "I wish Nashville was a piece of ancient history now
and we'd jump a train out west into some other town"
When I told you I was leaving and that you were free to come
I've set aside a moment
if you want it, you can own it
I'm just waiting for the day you learn to run

isn't it frightening being terrified?
isn't it haunting here with all these ghosts inside?
you should force the cage's walls apart and chase the fading sun
I've set aside a moment
if you want it you can own it
I'm just waiting for the day you learn to run

what's worrying you now?
Are you scared of finding out that everywhere everyone is tortured by the same
fear of being stuck where e'er they are and only dreaming of escape?
when the whistle's blown and you missed the starting gun
just for fear of harder times in distant places yet to come
so you sit here and you wonder of a life less troublesome
while your prison cell's wide open and your shackles are undone
but you're so comfortable within your holds that freedom's hand is shunned
as you watch the world progressing from your worn television
and wish that you could live the tales your wild dreams have spun
I set aside a moment
if you want it you can own it
I'm just waiting for the day you learn to run
Won't you ever, won't you ever learn to run?

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