Matt Duke

Rabbit
Every sentiment hangs around No longer than a minute or two I find I keep falling for love But I can't seem to follow it through So run, little rabbit, run I leave one good hand on the wheel Been counting mile markers for days Everything falls further behind I can disappear in several ways So run, little rabbit, run Sleep through the morning Don't wake me up Sleep through the morning One little man to one mighty sun Try to break away from yourself Throw your broken bones in a heap All the blood and guts are exposed Your spirit has been begging to leave From Letras Mania