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Track 11

Run away

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11 Run away

A song of the apocalypse from a coward's perspective... I've absolutely no idea where the words came from, they just appeared to match the the guitar part. And for those listeners who expressed concern about my state of mind after 'will you dare' on 'My White Ambassador'
- it's just a song, OK?!!

Em Bm A
Em Bm A
Em Bm D
A Em A Em

Take to the waters, take to the sky
Unlock your daughters, no time to ask them why
Lambs to the slaughter, the biggest dog will have its day
Run away, Run away, Run away, Run away

No time for leisure no time for ease
Times long gone when you could do just what you please
Lose the moment and it'll drop you in the fray
Run away, Run away, Run away, Run away

D F#m Bm A
D F#m A Em A Em

Victory is empty struggle makes no sense
Plenty of anguish little recompense
No time for heroes so get your arse down off that fence and
Run away, Run away, Run away, Run away

Run from the valleys run for the hills
After years of saccharine it’s the time for bitter pills
Four horsemen riding, chaos holding sway
Run away, Run away, Run away, Run away