If I could see myself in calmer smoother colors
Then maybe I would think that you might think I’m real
But it’s too late to change now
Cause you’ve become a fixture
I’m saying it’s the wrong way and I can’t stay
But then it cuts
I can’t wait to fade out
Like the ending of a picture
Oooh
I’m waiting for the black screen in the next scene
But the curtain still stays up
And you keep saying:
“Boy, pick up that chin.”
But I always end up back where I begin
Put no faith in things you can’t rescind
Noo no
There ain’t no use in running from the wind.

The only universal truths are things you can’t see
I’ve come to realize that my world depends solely on me
The things that you know now are things that you’ve created
You’ve heard them from another source
Very well of course
But all the same
Your memories gone now
So can it be debated
Oooh
No mater what caught or missed you just don’t exist
And your never going to get it back again
Now all the worlds that I’m too weak to spin
Look like they’ll becoming round again
Where I’m going and where I’ve always been
Oh, there ain’t no use in running from the wind

There ain’t no use in running from the wind.