Quattro - World Drifts in

Love the run but not the race

All alone in a silent way

World drifts in and the world's a stranger

In a light eclipsed and alienated

In a time occupied and invaded

Can't tell what's right better hit the ground running

In the hills where the tall w**d grows

Hands are tied and won't let go

Can't escape this place without leaving the world behind

In a light ashamed and humiliated

In a time sacrificed for the sake of trade

The soul is bent feels the weight of truth

Falling through

Left behind no choice but to run to the mountains

Where no poppies grow you have to hit the ground running

In a light paralyzed and spirits fading

Out of time must decide to fall or run

Into the eye of the storm no sign or omen

Make it right or fall to the other side

Where fields are burning

From the day you're born

You'll always hit the ground running