bayshore is burning, burning
say a silent prayer
time is falling, falling
hands are shaking, shaking
because it never stops
no one was there, there
no one ever told you, told you
that the running never ends
bayshore is burning, burning
as the wind picked up, up
north wind blowing wayward
time to wake up, wake up
alarm of unending running, run
before they catch up with you
as we all burn, burn
ten feet underground, ground
tell me why the sky's grey
paint it black, black
i love you, you
your feet keep running
mid-light shifts your face
away from me, me
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