I've had my frustrations about the pains of daily life   I've tasted degradation and found the lace and candle light   But we have the weights, we have the measures of our days and nights   I've had my frustrations, but now, I've found my place      And you will make it   But only if you run      These lonely dedications I've found, they bring me peace and light   When three-fold applications of doubt surround my fate, you might say   We have the weights, we have to wage an assault on what it is   'Cause harmless medications abound, and you're not sick      You will make it   But only if you run      Surprise   Surprise   Surprise   Surprise      You will make it   But only if you run