Whack-a-mole

Running, I was running, I was running…

And the the sky was falling, and the city was calling, and you could not hear me

I was running, I was running…

I have been around

But I haven’t found

The puzzle piece that’s buried me

So far underneath everything

Undercover mole

Cruising through the centuries

When I’m at home

And the night is clear

I can feel his heart

Staring back at me

But when I go to look

He just goes away

Into some other hole

Calling “whack-a-mole!”

Calling “whack-a-mole!”

And he’s running upstream

Comin’ down

Disappearing overhead

And when you finally do

Pull him out

It’s like some kind of victory

And I’m reaching out a hand

A return to sea

I know that it’s okay

Leaving you today

Something in your eyes

Is like an open door

I know that you are there

Right next to me

Right next to me

Right next to me

Right next to me

Right next to me