YOU SHOULD HAVE GONE, the way the runners do   They wonder how they got up there   The way they move THE WAY THEY MOVE UP THERE   Through the sun they shine along   All those bright days, they clear up on me      Take this life in this broken place   There’s a rumor about me and I’m not getting down   This anxiety will tell us all   Why I’m left around the corner in this cold empty space      IT BRINGS ME DOWN, THE WAY THEY TALK ABOUT ME   IT SCARES MY EYES WHEN I SEE THEM LOOKING AT YOU   TAKE THIS ENDING IN THIS DEAD-END STREET      A thousand ways to speak upon my name   But not one of them tries to impress me   Great stories go along with great heroes   I’m trying to, I’m trying for you      Take this life in this broken place   There’s a rumor about me and I’m not getting down   This anxiety will tell us all   Why I’m left around the corner in this cold empty space