(originally by Calexico)
Capo: 2nd fret
[Verse 1]
Bm
Love the run but not the race
Bm
All alone in a silent way
Em Bm
World drifts in and the world’s a stranger
[Chorus 1]
Bm G D
In a light, eclipsed and alienated
Bm G D
In a time, occupied and invaded
G F# Bm
Can’t tell what’s right, better hit the ground running
[Verse 2]
Bm
In the hills where the tall weed grows
Bm
Hands are tied and won’t let go
Em Bm
Can’t escape this place without leaving the world behind
[Chorus 2]
Bm G D
In a light, ashamed and humiliated
Bm G D
In a time, sacrificed for the sake of trade
G A D D/C# Bm
The soul is bent, feels the weight of truth falling through
G A D D/C# Bm
Left behind, no choice but to run to the mountains
A Bm
Where no poppies grow, you have to hit the ground running
[Chorus 3]
Bm G D
In a light, paralyzed and spirits fading
Bm G D
Out of time, must decide to fall or run
G A D D/C# Bm
Into the eye of the storm, no sign or omen
G A D D/C# Bm
Make it right or fall to the other side
A Bm
Where fields are burning, you’ll always hit the ground running
Bm
Running
Bm
Running
(originally by Calexico)
Capo: 2nd fret
[Verse 1]
Bm
Love the run but not the race
Bm
All alone in a silent way
Em Bm
World drifts in and the world’s a stranger
[Chorus 1]
Bm G D
In a light, eclipsed and alienated
Bm G D
In a time, occupied and invaded
G F# Bm
Can’t tell what’s right, better hit the ground running
[Verse 2]
Bm
In the hills where the tall weed grows
Bm
Hands are tied and won’t let go
Em Bm
Can’t escape this place without leaving the world behind
[Chorus 2]
Bm G D
In a light, ashamed and humiliated
Bm G D
In a time, sacrificed for the sake of trade
G A D D/C# Bm
The soul is bent, feels the weight of truth falling through
G A D D/C# Bm
Left behind, no choice but to run to the mountains
A Bm
Where no poppies grow, you have to hit the ground running
[Chorus 3]
Bm G D
In a light, paralyzed and spirits fading
Bm G D
Out of time, must decide to fall or run
G A D D/C# Bm
Into the eye of the storm, no sign or omen
G A D D/C# Bm
Make it right or fall to the other side
A Bm
Where fields are burning, you’ll always hit the ground running
Bm
Running
Bm
Running
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