when the sky turns red

How far can you run, man
how far can you run
even if you get a fine head start
you know you can't run forever
Someday you know it's coming
someday they'll spill your blood
and you'll finally get it--
what this is all about
you'll get it
and you'll be glad
Life is a scary mix of lows and highs
you never know when
it's going to end
you never know what's
itching to meet you
around the next bend
You've seen enough to know
the game's not fair
the rich get richer
and the rest suffer more
But when the sky turns red
and those tiny leaves come down
your eyes light up,
your synapses on fire
and you can't think
of any other place to be
Right now,
you have it in you
the fire
the verve
the string of endless thoughts
connecting time and space
You feel those unabashed breezes
and remain the most grateful microcosm.