Why Walk When You Can Run

Bare feet on the groundDust jump with every stepSun on my shouldersName on my breath

Backpack hanging lowStones stuck in my shoesLaugh lines on your faceWind choosing our moves

Every small stepKeeps waking my bloodHeartbeat hummingLike wood in a flood

Why walking when you can go runningWhy whisper when you can shout joyWhy standing still when the road keeps callingCome onCome onCome onCome onOh boy

Old road bends againFields roll into skyYou're counting the cloudsI'm counting the tries

Every slow mileStill shakes something looseKnees start to fly nowNo more excuse

Why walking when you can go runningWhy whisper when you can shout joyWhy standing still when the road keeps callingCome onCome onCome onCome onOh boy

We start in a shuffleEnd in a sprintLaugh till we stumbleGrass on our lipsIf this is our storyLet it be fastBreath in our throatsDrums in our backs

Why walking when you can go runningWhy whisper when you can shout joyWhy standing still when the road keeps callingCome onCome onCome onCome onOh boy

Why walking when you can go runningWhy whisper when you can shout joyWhy standing still when the road keeps callingCome onCome onCome onCome onOh boy

Steps fade to echoesTwo shadows as oneSlow down for a momentThen back to the run