The Runaway

Run away as a scorned child
across mountains, across seas, up trees and into the skies
Shut your eyes and sleep on clouds
where you shall not be caught
in a place that cannot be bought

They will seek no more
when you snore away dismay
and they can do no more
for they fear what cannot be purchased
through the hands of wretched pay

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