Still Running

And so she said wake up, won’t you wake up, it’s time to go

Wake up, please wake up, we’re standing alone

I was woken up in New York City, the lights are so bright, the girls are so pretty

But I woke, as she spoke, I was never going home

Cold November, my heart just sinks like a stone

We’re out of time, I’m out of my mind, I’m out of control

I can’t get behind your stated ambition, I cannot describe this world where I’m living

Where people don’t give a damn if you ain’t their own

It seemed like someday we’d know how many more miles we had to go

And now it’s like there ain’t an end in sight

Easy for me to say, the color of my skin, my face, my name