Text: Bush. Other. Fugitive.

we got the soul
we got the honey
stayed alive
we keep on running

house is on fire
with petrol stain
we stay on the move
ahead of the flames

we are the new
accelerators
faster we go
before they make us

maybe we did
maybe maybe we don't
we see your face
as you throw the stone

i am a fugitive on the run
i carry the weight of what i've done

those born a sweat
through eyes of love
bring more light
than five thousand hertz

it's not where you're from
or where you go
or what you believe
it's more than you know
open your head
open your head
hold me close as you jump off the edge

[chorus]
i am a fugitive on the run
i carry the weight of what i've done
so don't carry the weight
don't carry the weight
i don't carry the weight

you can't change the world,
but you can change what's to come

[chorus]