If it is true if you have come to the rescue

Why do the bells sound of danger

Words of peace they fall from you freely

Awful free for a stranger

Setting sun you know you ought to run

There ' s a wolf here among the sheep

But marching along to the spirit catcher ' s song

You remain in a dreamless sleep

Desperate eyes let the counterfeit suffice

Hoping high they will be kind to you

Fog and fears and a mouth full of hot tears

Can drown that voice sent to guide you

And wicked tongues with their hooks

And their ice blood

Can wake the demons inside you

Doubt will creep through the windows as you sleep

Setting in like a cold cold front

Your hands go numb and your stomach doubles up

And you think was I happy once

Desperate minds let the counterfeit suffice

Hoping high they will be kind to you

Hoping high they will be kind to you

Hoping high they will be kind to you

Run run run run

Run run run run