From the recording Searching for September
Lyrics
I walk upstairs to your apartment, crooked walls and dirty carpet, a little cold today. The winter's past, and I'm not crazy. This disaster doesn't faze me. I've nothing more to say to you. I walk outside and it starts raining, oiled streets and oiled paintings, slowly washed away. I close my eyes and I just listen, hypnotized by disposition, and silent disarray. And if I'm wrong, then I'm sorry. I could be strong, but all I do is run away from you. It may take some time for you to notice, that everything is out of focus. Nothing's coming clear. It may take an hour, or a day or a year for you to overcome this fear. Silently, I'll be waiting here. And if I'm gone, then I'm sorry. I could be strong, but all I do is run away from you. All I do is run, blindly away. I run through the streets where we used to play. I run through my mind, I'm drenched all in sweat. I run 'til I drop, in hopes to forget all this. I run upstairs to your apartment, out of breath and out of comment. I slowly float away. And from the air I look beneath me, pulled apart I see things clearly. You shouldn't have to change. It's me. I don't belong, and I'm sorry. I could be strong, you know I could, but all I do is run away from you. All I do is run, blindly away. I run through the streets in hopes to escape. I run through my mind, I'm drenched all in sweat. I run 'til I drop, in hopes to forget all this.