Thursday - Running From The Rain lyrics

There was a sound, split all the heavens apart

On the northern wind, out in a southern spark

Oh, I will be with you, running from the rain

When it reaches the end of the line

I see myself reflected in broken glass

As the gates come crashing down

There is blood on the tracks tonight

And rust inside our veins

Will it ache every time I hear the storm

running behind me?

There were some younger kids

Who followed the tracks that day

It was a passing afternoon

that came and took them away

So we forgot our names

Lying in the tall grass

underneath the billboard dreams

Oh, I will be with you, running from the rain

When it reaches the end of the line

I see myself reflected in broken glass

As the gates come crashing down

There is blood on the tracks tonight

And rust inside our veins

Will it ache every time I hear the storm?

It's running all over

It's running all over

It's running all over

It's running all over me.

Running from the rain

See the steam in the distant hills

See the rooftops glitter in the sun

Hear the summer counting down,

Running out, running from the rain

Operator, Operator, did you lose your way

when you got that call your brother made?

You're sick of running and you know it's true

you're coming back,

running from the rain