Julian runs
to save his life again
he doesn't like the wind
blowing at his face.
He runs to a place
that is beautiful
beautiful
and nothing ever hurts.
His cowboy boots are hitting on the floor
but his laces are untied.
And he might stumble
maybe he might fall
I'm sure it won't break his glassy smile.
Julian runs.
Julian runs.
Run Julian, run Julian, run Julian, run
run Julian, run Julian, run Julian, run.