This time we run, this time we hide
This time we draw on all the fire we have inside
We need some time to find a place
Where I can wipe away the madness from your face
Our name is out, our name is known
Our name is everywhere but who knows where we’ve flown
I never meant to kill a man
But I will show you how to live like no one can
So look away, look away
Hide your eyes from the land where I lie cold
Look away, look away
From the lies in the stories that were told
Look away, look away
From the love that I hide way down deep in my soul
I met you wild in a snowed up town
Where I was waiting tied and bound to be sent down
Then I broke loose, you weren’t around
So I raised banks and trains until I tracked you down
Now Look away, look away
Hide your eyes from the land where I lie cold
Look away, look away
From the lies in the stories that were told
Look away, look away
From the love that I hide way down deep in my soul
You followed me when I said no
You lay with me when there was nowhere safe to go
We made some friends but now it’s done
I always knew that we would never find the sun
So look away, look away
Hide your eyes from the land where I lie cold
Look away, look away
From the lies in the stories that were told
Look away, look away
From the love that I hide way down deep in my soul
So look away, look away
Hide your eyes from the land where I lie cold
Look away, look away
From the lies in the stories that were told
Look away, look away
From the love that I hide way down deep in my soul
...inspired by the little-known Harry Tracey film about the last old-style outlaw in America. “He had a great sense of his own destiny, he knew he was a man out of his time.” — Stuart Adamson, Melody Maker interview, March 26, 1990
