Concentric circles   Forever closing in   Another travesty   That never should have been      The latest entry   On an ever-growing list   And yet you never change your ways   Your denial still persists      Run away, run away   Run away from the setting sun   Run away, run away   Run away from the things you've done      With accusing fingers   You jut into the air   To single out the ones   You blame for your despair      But the mirror's broken   No reflection can it afford   Only scattered glances   Of it's pieces on the floor      Run away, run away   Run away from the setting sun   Run away, run away   Run away from the things you've done      The ground beneath you   Will crumble into dust   The breath that forms your words   Will never fill your lungs      And as your senses dull   A thought enters your mind   "I'm that one who caused all this   there was no one else this time"      Run away, run away   Run away from the setting sun   Run away, run away   Run away from the things you've done