Lyrics

My nocturnal ancestors were brewing up a plague
They passed it down as sedentary, ordinary ways
Their ways

I run away

When I saw the ragamuffin watching from the closet
I thought that maybe he was out of place
But then I realized the dirty mirror had changed his face
His face

I run away

Run

So long wasted wishes
Take the dip, it’s so delicious
The balladeer has no place to refrain
And did you see the fire burning in the lobby of his brain?
His brain

I run away