Текст песни Kingdom of Giants - Runaway

Should I follow the birds To some place warm To get away from the clouds And get away from the storm Can there be a change in me? It is an art, becoming who you are Is it too late for me to be set free? Should we follow our nerves To some place far We'll leave without any trace And reinvent who we are It seems no matter how many times I run How many miles I put between us Just when I think I am safe and sound You find a way back in and there's no way out Can there be a change in me? It is an art, becoming who you are Is it too late for me to be set free? I used to think that I could change the world Now I'm afraid I can't even change myself Can you see a change in me It is an art, becoming who you are Can there be a change in me It is an art, becoming who you are Is it too late for me to be set free Can you see a change in me It is an art, becoming who you are
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