I Run and Run and Run
I run and run and run
down the valleys I run
up the mountains, into swamps
snakes chase me, thorns in my feet
but I run and run up, down, everywhere
face to face with a wild cat I come
I ordered it to stand still then turn back
but one thing I come to believe
the will to live is more powerful than the fear of death
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