Man on the Run [Song & Lyrics]

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Lyrics: I look at my hands and see who I am is starting to show

I’ve tried to wash ‘em but can’t ‘cause the mud in my hands is stuck to the bone

This is blood not a tan, I’m the lost and the damned, I got cuts on my soul

I’ve been given a chance to see where I am to see where to go

In my next episode

I won’t be a metronome, nah, I’m a buzzsaw, anhh-anhhh

And even heaven knows

You can’t tell the rolling boulder back it up some, nahh-ahhh

I think I found my church

And it’s not where my old home is

It’s somewhere out there holdin’

All that is green and old

They say “oh my word!”

They tell me that I’m broken

Like leavin’ is me copin’

Like breathing is to choke

And no

There’s nothing pulling me except a light, a ray of hope

A glow

If this place is like a lover, you should know

I’m fresh out of love (I’m fresh out of love)

I’ve been dying in place, and I’ve had enough

I’m fresh out of love (I’m fresh out of love)

If there’s a line to be made

You’re on the side of the dust

And I’m the man on the run

Oh, I’m the man on the run

Oh, I’m the man on the - uh

Oh, I’m the man on the - uh

I’m the man on the - uh

Yeah, I'm a shell full of thunder from a holy motor

Like my soul is a gun

So to this hell I’m sober and I’m welling over

With the glow of the sun

I see my worth

I dream with my eyes open

I’m free as seven oceans

The breeze has let me know

These things I heard

Stop eating while you’re chokin’

The freest bird is floatin’

My wings they lift the crow

And no

There’s nothing pulling me except the quiet weight of snow

A hope

Like somehow I forgot for you to know

I’m fresh out of love (I’m fresh out of love)

I’ve been dying in place, and I’ve had enough

I’m fresh out of love (I’m fresh out of love)

Survive and escape

You’re on the side of the dust

And I’m the man on the run

The man on the run:

I’m the man on the loose

The man from the fight

I’ve spit out the tooth

I’ve pulled out the knife

I’m the man from the moon

My tomb was the night

I fell from the noose

To turn on a light

No matter where I am, I see I am

I look at my hands and I see I am

Fresh out of love

With the life I was in

With all that I’ve done

I said I’m fresh out of love

I left who I been on one side of the dust

And I’m the man on the run

It’s like I left my skin on one side of the dust

And I’m the man on the run

I left who I been on one side of the dust

I am the man on the run