Get Away

Well I used to be a listener

There was nothing left to get

About what you are

And what you haven't been yet

Some of them like to tell a story that is long and old

And couch it in indifference and the wine that they were sold

To get away

Well someone's got to tell them that its not deserved

Rehearsed or written down

By playwrights over time

Just picking up on a nerve

And some of them got a difference

That they reserve for you

Well I like them all but

I don't trust any of them

Well shouldn't you

Just get away

Well I used to think

My freedom was a lot of things

I'd give Demanding on my time

But I had so much time to give

And I used to think that everything

Was a knee in what you are

But finding out the truth that hurts

So I never went that far

No I'd always get away

Get away, away, away, away, away...

It comes down to the fact

That I'm now different from the past

Demanding all my ideals

Its just trying to make them last

And some of the things that you say

They're ringing home so true

I hang my head out of the door

And I follow you

Yeah I follow you

And I get away