Lyrics: Auran
Music: Auran
In this castle we have built
Where the plants never wilt
Mother father brother me
A very wealthy family
Crystal glasses every lunch
Two servers just for brunch
Four gardeners on hand
Taking care of our land
The moneyâs always coming in
From our mines across the sea
Our father doesnât work
Nor my mother, my brother, me
Leisure is our way of life
We do not deal with strife
No-one ever shouts
No-one ever even goes out
A large white horse for my birthday
Donât need outside friends, as they say
The uncultured have nothing good to say
I am told they have all lost their way
I am told their revolution failed because their dumb
That all they know is sin, violence and guns
That I am kept here for my own safety
Because of all horrible things they would do to me
But
I refuse to marry, thatâs their problem
I have no friends, thatâs my problem
I only know this life, that is the problem
All my problemsâ I can no longer swallow them
I will not listen to the things that they say
I must find my own way
I will become a stray, walking away, escaping this place
I have already packed my case
Already left, is that them giving chase
The horse breathes deep and the hooves thunder through the night
Dogs bark grow faint and I finally see the light
Burst through the gate, guard shouts, gives no fight
Cold fresh outside air, if I reach the train I might
Find myself somewhere else
Get to know someone else
That can teach a life contains
Be my catalyst for change
Reveal all that is strange
Help rid me of my hate
Expel my deep fear
And the voice of greed I hear
Run away cannot stop
Run away cannot stop
All my fear I cannot stop
All my hate I cannot stop
Run away cannot stop
Run away cannot stop
All my fear I cannot stop
All my hate I cannot stop
Run away cannot stop
Run away cannot stop
All my fear
All my fear
Crisp wind, windowâs open
Wide fields, filled with hope and
Fear of whatâs to come I
Donât know what this life my
Moneyâs in the bag and
All the guns I had and
Hidden in my secret pocket is
My motherâs old locket
Across from me, an old man
With an unknown bottle in hand
Looks at me with sharp eyes
Is he drunk, is he wise
He is not, very polite
But he thinks he is right
Wrestle free with all my might
And again I take flight
Run away cannot stop
Run away cannot stop
All my fear I cannot stop
All my hate I cannot stop
Run away cannot stop
Run away cannot stop
All my fear
All my fear
Back deck, sun is setting
Blood red skies, forgetting
Why I, was afraid and
How it, became this way
I will move on to somewhere
Anywhere, that is not here
Maybe I will cross the ocean
Maybe I will climb a mountain
Maybe I will fly, through the blood red sky
The stress leaves my chest and I start to cry
Warm tears rolling down, kind smell flowing from behind
Is it the smell from someone kind
A gentle soft hand on my shoulder
Are you OK
I nod
We stand there for longer