when it came to being a family
i grew with a needed rest, then shut you out
it came time for some lives to pass

so, I ran

with all our cards face up
you can call bullshit from a block away
we both walked in, fuckered at the door

so, I ran

lying to a sketchpad n' charcoal
you helped me rest more easily
knowing that i could trust

now, I don't need to run

grip the wall for balance
hope for the best of all
and smile when none arrives

so, I run for fear

now, there's still a beating heart
and my love for you friend
beats strong and true

and, I find the joy in you
I know another will too.