In the here and now I wait   Among the young and the old   Between the moon and the ground I play   With my children in my home   This is for the daughters and sons   Of forgotten ones   Learning how to stand   This is for the innocent unknowns   Buried in the sand      Running from the sound of a gun   Running from the sound of a gun   And you're weary   Running from the sound of a gun   Running from the sound of a gun      In the crack of the blackness I wake   It's getting closer every night   My city playground is a battleground   Between the wrong and the right   I could run free as a child   I was safe and wild   Naked and unarmed   Now I'm grown and safe in my home   But some will never stop      Running from the sound of a gun   Running from the sound of a gun   'Till you're weary   Running from the sound of a gun   Running from the sound of a gun      The open mouth of the city   Swallowed up the town   With that same old concrete   That I still walk down   And it seems they put a shine   On this place when I was young   Maybe I just don't see it now      Running from the sound of a gun   Running from the sound of a gun   'Till I'm weary   Running from the sound of a gun   Running from the sound of a gun      Running from the sound of a gun   Running from the sound of a gun   Running from the sound of a gun   Running from, running from the sound of a gun