You step through me   And the screen door hits the wood   And your packing all your things   You say your moving out to there to Hollywood   And I can't do a thing   You say there's nothing for you   In this cardboard town   And every bridge you cross   Your gonna burn it to the ground   You wont listen to a word that I'm telling ya      So who's running through the halls   In the houses of pain   That are staring back at me   Like the ocean from a plane   I swear I've seen your eyes   in the ghost of Philadelphia      I think about you late at night sometimes   When I can't sleep   Cause I can hear the train   It's always there   You just don't know it   Till a quarter to three   You just can't hear it in the day   When every body's got your number   In a plexy glass town   Where the birds ain't got wings   But no one makes a sound   Cause they all know how to fly   Just I wouldn't buy what they're selling ya      So who's running through the halls   In the houses of pain   That are staring back at me   Like the ocean from a plane   I swear I've seen your eyes   in the ghost of Philadelphia      I run into your old man every once and again   Mostly in the spring   Reminds me of our younger and more genuine days when   You weren't so out of reach   Still for all your running   You just can't change a mile   Of the things you carry around   In the closet of your mind   And the days keep coming man   They never fail ya      Your never gonna run away   From what your hanging round your head   Your never gonna run away   From what your hanging round your head   Your never gonna run away   From what your hanging round your head   Your never gonna run away   From what your hanging round your head   And I'm never gonna run away   From what you said