Every sentiment hangs around

No longer than a minute or two

I find I keep falling for love

But I can’t seem to follow it through

So run, little rabbit, run

I leave one good hand on the wheel

Been counting mile markers for days

Everything falls further behind

I can disappear in several ways

So run, little rabbit, run

Sleep through the morning

Don’t wake me up

Sleep through the morning

One little man to one mighty sun

Try to break away from yourself

Throw your broken bones in a heap

All the blood and guts are exposed

Your spirit has been begging to leave