Run faster than the daynTake away this skin and bonenI’ve got no homennBirds waiting for the handnWaiting for the man I’ll stand around the landnYou can be highnYou can be lownUnder tree over the worldnI still believe there's time to live before we're deadnnLust turning into rustnWe were on a bus in flames nThrough lover's lanenCall the cats and call the bees and all the colonies with namesnWe’ll meet in SpainnnYou can be highnYou can be lownUnder tree over the worldnI still believe there's time to live before we're deadnnSleeping in the sunnEating on the trainnLiving on the runnLoving through the painnCan’t afford to lose a second of the daynIt’s moving on and on and onnnYou can be highnYou can be lownUnder tree over the worldnI still believe there's time to live before we're dead