Turn And Run - Neil Finn

There’s a light overhead, overhead

In the sky overhead, overhead

And I’m with you now

In body in music and mind

And we’re silent and still

Everything’s so out of control tonight

In a plane that’s flying fast

At a speed that makes me cry

If you left me now

To trouble that won’t let me lie

I’m awake all the time

You know whwre I stand

Holding my plastic gun

Turn and run

You cold killers of innocence

Against us there’s no defence

Your flash and your wickedness

You can’t break out of

Tie my hands behind my back

Put a gag on top of my mouth

But I won’t give you up

Til silverware’s covered in dust

And my shoes fall apart

The tumbleweed runs over my desert heart

So turn and run

You cold killers of innocense

Against us there’s no defense

Your flash and your wickedness

Will surely bring you down again

Somehow we stay afloat

We won’t give in to the undertow

Somethings you will never know

But you can’t break out of

Coming down

But you can’t break out of

Slowing down

But you can’t break out of