We don't own this place though we act as if we did It belongs to the children of our children's kids The actual owners haven't even been born yet But we never tend the garden and we rarely pay the rent Most of it is broken and the rest of it is bent Put it all on plastic and I wonder where we'll be when the bills hit We can run but we can't hide from it Of all possible worlds we only got one, we gotta ride on it Whatever we've done we'll never get far from what we leave behind Baby we can run, run, run but we can't hide Well I'm dumping my trash in your back yard Making certain you don't notice really isn't so hard You're so busy with your guns and all of your excuses to use them Well it's oil for the rich and babies for the poor We've got everyone believing that more is more If a reckoning comes maybe we'll know what to do then We can run but we can't hide from it Of all possible worlds we only got one, we gotta ride on it Whatever we've done we'll never get far from what we leave behind Baby we can run, run, run but we can't hide All these complications seem to leave no choice I heard the tongues of billions speak with just one voice Saying just leave all the rest to me, I need it worse than you, you see Then I heard the sound of one child crying Today I went out walking in the amber wind There's a hole in the sky where the light pours in I remember the days when I wasn't afraid of the sunshine But now it beats down on the ashphalt land Like hammering blow from God's left hand What little still grows Cringes in the shade till the night-time We can run but we can't hide from it Of all possible worlds we only got one, we gotta ride on it Whatever we've done we'll never get far from what we leave behind Baby we can run, run, run but we can't hide

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