Sometimes You Gotta Run
Young boy sits at a table
Rollin' his daddy's cigarettes
For a while it's fun
For a while he forgets
But when the night comes
When the games have all been played
He just wants to go home
He wishes he never came
Young boy lies in bed
And in the silence of the night
He hears his daddy yellin'
And that boy starts to cry
He wants to start runnin'
But there's no place he can hide
He pulls the covers over his head
And waits for the mornin' light
Sometimes you gotta run, son
Run as fast as you can
Run away from all the pain inside
And all the things that you can't stand
Sometimes you gotta run, son
Run as fast as you can
Sometimes when they start runnin'
Little boys become men
When I woke this morning, I never thought I'd think of you
But when the thoughts come callin', man, there's nothing you can do
Well, I'm not a gambling man, but I would have made that bet
Cause there's nothing worse than a life that is filled with regret
Young boy grabs his suitcase
And pulls on his baseball cap
And he runs out the front door
And he doesn't look back
He hears his daddy yellin'
Well daddy, you're yellin' is in vein
Cause your little boy is leavin'
And you won't ever see him again
Sometimes you gotta run, son
Run as fast as you can
Run away from all the pain inside
And all the things that you can't stand
Sometimes you gotta run, son
Just run as fast as you can!
Sometimes when they start runnin'
Little boys become men
Sometimes when they start runnin'
Little boys become men
Sometimes when they start runnin'
Little boys become men
Written by D. Bryant
Daniel Bryant - vocals
Erien Eady-Ward - guitars, programming
Marcell Chantharath - drums
Mike Mathews - bass
Art by DENIS MARSILI
