I'm aware of the danger 
I think it's ok 
I was never that young 
I was born old and grey 
Alone and in shambles 
It's alright, it's ok. 
The storm cloud has broken 
The haze burned away 
I was 23 miles from the 
Chesapeake bay 
I'd worn through my shoes 
Always walking away 
Seems like all of my troubles roll and tumble this way 
The bottle has broken, the ghost has escaped 
Oh no, I can't walk around with my feet off the ground 
And when they hit, although we are strangers 
Run away, run away, run away 
I have I didn't talk much to strangers 
I'd bled my friends dry 
Hard, hard living yet 
I was hardly alive 
But I kept on rolling and now 
I know why 
The storm clouds have broken a hole in the sky 
Well get away from the shelter 
Get away from the storm 
Get away from the mountains 
Get away from the shore 
Get away from the hang-ups, they destroy the mind 
Get away from the darkness 
Get away from the light 
Oh no, I can't walk around with my feet off the ground 
And when they hit, although we are strangers 
Run away, run away, run away 
I have Well get away, get away, get away 
Get away, get away, get away