Run

A few guidelines for when it's time to relocate.

Because everything's broken, but not broken right
Because life here's a struggle, but the wrong kind of fight
Run
Because you've seen all the faces, but not one of the souls
Because the fire in eyes is but the dim glow of coals
Run
Because you'll never belong where you don't want to fit
Because they're so proud of the polish, but ashamed of the grit
Run
Because it's all so brand new, but looks like an old vellum
Because none of them know, and nobody will tell 'em
Run
Because there's none of the passion, but all of the pain
Because the sin of forgetting won't wash off in the rain
Run