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