go... now...
run...
faster and faster...
cd in one hand...
blade in the other...
around a tree...
over a stone wall...
splashing the water...
cutting all in site...
moving with speeds unmatchable...
quick desicion...
left...
off a tree...
moving...
faster and faster...
almost there...
quickly now...
dont slow...
jump...
hit the ground running...
over the sticks...
that break with my speed...
exhaling flames now...
never faultering...
faster now...
blade returns to pocket...
cd as well...
leap of faith...
between what was a peaceful place...
just to find...
another tree branch to break...
once again...
i hit the ground running...
moving through the underbrush...
the over brush...
and the brush in general...
with acid pumping through my veins...
faster now...
noone will catch me...
is it night...
is it day...
no time to stop and ask...
over the bever dam...
straightaway...
over a fallen timber...
around the bend...
just for kicks...
off another tree...
faster now...
faster then the traffic...
uphill...
never slowing...
downhill now...
faster and faster...
my shoes...
squish in this strange substance...
metal cable...
nothing but a boost...
thinking fast...
left or right...
moving faster...
right...
into the maze...
left or right...
path choosen...
that choice...
led to more choices...
left or right...
more questions lead to more answers...
right...
faster now...
they'll never catch me here...
its an uphill battle...
now my veins are pumping battery acid...
faster and faster...
moving in this unique rythem...
thoughts...
moving just as quickly as my feet...
straight...
flat...
bumpy...
with every step i hear my knee crack...
catch me if you can...
downhill...
mudslide...
blade in hand...
slicing through the overgrown shrubbery...
grinding the forgotten pipe...
level ground...
faster now...
tar road...
last decision...
left...
right...
straight...
wish granted...
straight...
rock wall...
added boost...
to this cliff...
10 feet drop...
hit the ground...
roll...
stop...
and listen...
to the sound of my own heartbeat...
is there no more bullets to greet me this time...
no...
i am mistaken...
faster and faster...
cd in one hand...
blade in the other...
around a tree...
over a stone wall...
splashing the water...
cutting all in site...
moving with speeds unmatchable...
quick desicion...
left...
off a tree...
moving...
faster and faster...
almost there...
quickly now...
dont slow...
jump...
hit the ground running...
over the sticks...
that break with my speed...
exhaling flames now...
never faultering...
faster now...
blade returns to pocket...
cd as well...
leap of faith...
between what was a peaceful place...
just to find...
another tree branch to break...
once again...
i hit the ground running...
moving through the underbrush...
the over brush...
and the brush in general...
with acid pumping through my veins...
faster now...
noone will catch me...
is it night...
is it day...
no time to stop and ask...
over the bever dam...
straightaway...
over a fallen timber...
around the bend...
just for kicks...
off another tree...
faster now...
faster then the traffic...
uphill...
never slowing...
downhill now...
faster and faster...
my shoes...
squish in this strange substance...
metal cable...
nothing but a boost...
thinking fast...
left or right...
moving faster...
right...
into the maze...
left or right...
path choosen...
that choice...
led to more choices...
left or right...
more questions lead to more answers...
right...
faster now...
they'll never catch me here...
its an uphill battle...
now my veins are pumping battery acid...
faster and faster...
moving in this unique rythem...
thoughts...
moving just as quickly as my feet...
straight...
flat...
bumpy...
with every step i hear my knee crack...
catch me if you can...
downhill...
mudslide...
blade in hand...
slicing through the overgrown shrubbery...
grinding the forgotten pipe...
level ground...
faster now...
tar road...
last decision...
left...
right...
straight...
wish granted...
straight...
rock wall...
added boost...
to this cliff...
10 feet drop...
hit the ground...
roll...
stop...
and listen...
to the sound of my own heartbeat...
is there no more bullets to greet me this time...
no...
i am mistaken...