Artist: The Elected
Song: She Ran Hard

She ran hard
and her feet felt nothing.
A giant river twisted
to the top of a hill;
and fell down hard
and man it hurt
and bruised her body
on the rocks and the dirt.

See to her, this just feels weird
and very very very sad.
Aw, she won't cry,
she won't laugh.
She'll come home baby
if you take it all back,
if you take it all back.

And it was hard
when he told her
some ideas just never get finished.
And that's where we are;
we're like our voices
you just never see.
You read about them,
you know you'd love them.
Well, that's how you fell in love with me.

And to him this just seems weird,
and very very very sad.
But he won't cry;
but he won't laugh.
Would you come home baby
if I take it all back?
I'll take it all back.

And it hurt that we can't be felt,
like fireflies in a steel mill.
We got fresh dressed linens on the floor,
but the landlord's at the door
saying "Your check's signed in disappearing ink
and your gold has broken on my teeth."
And this past Christmas the air was too dry;
it set fire to the wreath,
but we were warm and dry beneath.
This is the last time you'll do this to me.

And oh, oh oh oh...
Emily ,you can't hold your drink.
And oh oh oh, has to be
what do you think...
of this heavy smog-worn ink?
Should we turn our tails and flee,
or should we just sit tight
and breathe deep?

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