Sound of a Gun

In the here and the now I'll wait down among the young and the old

With the moon and the ground I play with my children in my home

This is for the daughters and sons of forgotten ones learning how to stand

This is for the innocent unknowns buried in the sand

All running from a sound of a gun

Running from the sound of a gun 'til you're weary

Running from the sound of a gun

Running from the sound of a gun

From the crack in the blackness I'll wake, it's getting closer every night

In my city the playground is a battleground between the wrong and the right

I could run free as a child I was safe and wild, naked, and unarmed

Now I'm gone and safe in my home but some will never stop

Running from the sound of a gun

Running from the sound of a gun 'til they're weary

Running from the sound of a gun

Running from the sound of a gun

The open mouth of the city swallowed up the town

On that same old concrete that I still walk down

And it seemed they put a shine on this place when I was young

Well maybe I just don't see it now

Running from the sound of a gun

Running from the sound of a gun 'til I'm weary

Running from the sound of a gun

Running from the sound of a gun

Hey!

I'm running from the sound of a gun

I'm running from the sound of a gun

I'm running from the sound of a gun

I'm running from, running from the sound of a gun