The Runaround

[Verse 1: Crescent Moon and Joe Horton] [Crescent Moon] If I only knew back then the things I know now The things that always stay the same the things that go 'round I would hold 'em like a weapon and shield for my protection And accept it if I step into the low down [Joe Horton] If I only dig for treasure when the tide's low Then the sea won't ever swallow up my high hopes There's an ocean to explore but if I sit here on the shore I'll be bored into believing I can find gold [Crescent Moon] If I only put my vision to the clear sky Then I'll never know when thunderstorms are nearby So I'm a take in all the scenery, don't blame me for the thievery Just let me be in silence while the gears grind [Hook: Crescent Moon and Joe Horton] Don't bring that run around 'round here no more (3x) Sing your song right to my front door [Verse 2: Crescent Moon and Joe Horton] [Joe Horton] Made best friends with every single feather in my headdress Neglected naked birds until they turned into necklaces Yes, let's collect our sins, confess each one in confidence The squawking gets louder, it's impolite to acknowledge it Follow the trickle of blood up the bridge of your nose, see where it goes There's a thumb tack in your dunce cap for every compliment you stole Swallowing you whole is only half the cost Of being too attached to your albatross hat, face facts [Crescent Moon] Face facts, been making my own way since way, way back And said a lot of things that I can't never take back There ain't no such thing as safe paths Just lay tracks and blaze past The day casts its shadows on the gallows Hang your head in shame when you walk past, these sacred grounds are hallowed Don't hit me with the runaround or tall tales your spun around The thunder drowns the sound of this town being dismantled [Hook] [Verse 3: Crescent Moon and Joe Horton] [Joe Horton] Left, right, all in together now The real war is letting go of what we can't control How many visionaries does it take to for us see down Deep into the depths of our obsession with ourselves [Crescent Moon] Left, right, all in together now They took it from us, sold it back to us and called it better, how? Smoke, mirrors, let the dust settle down You'll finally see the irony in thinking you're on level ground [Joe Horton] Left, right , all in together now None of us are special, some play the part [Crescent Moon] Left, right, all in together now Some bleed gasoline others play the spark [Both] Left, right, all in together now (4x) [Hook]