Ran (Yellow Apples)
April 25th 2008 14:01
Actually the very first song I wrote back in high school in 2003, inspired by one of my never-skip-a-page books 'Women at Point Zero'. It's simply about anybody who is or forced into making a dangerous decision to escape, bleeding to reach that better world at the other end. Here, I picture myself as the runaway.
Ran
Running from pride
Running with the chip in the head
The red doesn't stop me
The fear keeps me awake
I ran them through
like a child chasing away her nightmares
Going for my goal
Going out tonight
The sphere waits for me
The storm sings my pain
I burned them all
like a girl burning all her secrets
Chorus:
Sure I ran the race
the race of my heart
the road of my threatened soul
with the others behind me
tying their fingers onto my hair
Soon I'll be in the picture
playing in the picture
with you my loved ones
Verse 2:
Running in the bed
Running with the truth in the vein
the door falls to open
A beast leads my way
I was dragged down
like a doll shot by the heavy rain
Outro:
my face keeps burning
the picture was in my eye
I saw these yellow apples
I saw those running horses
fade into silence
the picture has gone to dust
falling onto my bruises
A million parachutes and their green tears
down from world traffic lights
down from the truth
I told you not to smell my soul
I'm just a mockery
I'm just a mockery
Run my friend, Run
as fast as you fall, as fast as you stumble
come visit me
we were both armless
there's nothing we can share
but you did cure my pain
and someday together
we can color our bliss back
Ran
Running from pride
Running with the chip in the head
The red doesn't stop me
The fear keeps me awake
I ran them through
like a child chasing away her nightmares
Going for my goal
Going out tonight
The sphere waits for me
The storm sings my pain
I burned them all
like a girl burning all her secrets
Chorus:
Sure I ran the race
the race of my heart
the road of my threatened soul
with the others behind me
tying their fingers onto my hair
Soon I'll be in the picture
playing in the picture
with you my loved ones
Verse 2:
Running in the bed
Running with the truth in the vein
the door falls to open
A beast leads my way
I was dragged down
like a doll shot by the heavy rain
Outro:
my face keeps burning
the picture was in my eye
I saw these yellow apples
I saw those running horses
fade into silence
the picture has gone to dust
falling onto my bruises
A million parachutes and their green tears
down from the truth
I told you not to smell my soul
I'm just a mockery
I'm just a mockery
Run my friend, Run
as fast as you fall, as fast as you stumble
come visit me
we were both armless
there's nothing we can share
but you did cure my pain
and someday together
we can color our bliss back
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