[00:00.00] 作词 : Ray Shulman/Derek Shulman/Kerry Minnear
[00:00.06] 作曲 : Ray Shulman/Derek Shulman/Kerry Minnear
[00:00.13]The Runaway - Gentle Giant
[01:12.15]He is the runaway,
[01:13.84]Lie low the wanted man
[01:15.88]Mask his elusive face,
[01:17.66]Soon he will getaway and free is his
[01:20.64]Future no more aimless time to spend
[01:23.33]
[01:24.57]And evading, he's escaping
[01:26.79]Four dirty walls and a bed in a cage
[01:30.23]His home no more.
[01:31.82]
[01:39.30]Run in the underwood,
[01:40.99]Cover and hide the trail
[01:43.12]Senses like sharpened sword,
[01:44.90]Guards for the shadow on his tail.
[01:47.01]
[02:47.26]And yet his joy is empty and sad.
[02:58.58]
[03:46.80]All thoughts are scarred
[03:48.61]With the prison cell and freedom
[03:51.14]Seems like freedom's hell
[03:55.28]
[04:03.33]Hopes stained with strange regret,
[04:05.93]His dreams are dreams
[04:07.45]For that he cannot get.
[04:12.03]
[06:02.09]And yet his joy is empty and sad.
[06:13.91]
[06:30.67]Lose all identity, Vanish in own denial
[06:34.45]Seeks only lies and hide,
[06:36.26]Truth never brought to trial.
[06:37.81]And caught in his own net,
[06:39.84]He looks to find endless life and
[06:43.19]Evading, he's escaping
[06:45.24]Four dirty walls and a bed in a cage
[06:48.65]His home no more.
[06:50.73]
[06:57.71]Run in the underwood,
[06:59.45]Cover and hide the trail
[07:01.51]Senses like sharpened sword,
[07:03.36]Guards for the shadow on his tail.
[07:05.20]

作词 : Ray Shulman/Derek Shulman/Kerry Minnear
作曲 : Ray Shulman/Derek Shulman/Kerry Minnear
The Runaway - Gentle Giant
He is the runaway,
Lie low the wanted man
Mask his elusive face,
Soon he will getaway and free is his
Future no more aimless time to spend
And evading, he's escaping
Four dirty walls and a bed in a cage
His home no more.
Run in the underwood,
Cover and hide the trail
Senses like sharpened sword,
Guards for the shadow on his tail.
And yet his joy is empty and sad.
All thoughts are scarred
With the prison cell and freedom
Seems like freedom's hell
Hopes stained with strange regret,
His dreams are dreams
For that he cannot get.
And yet his joy is empty and sad.
Lose all identity, Vanish in own denial
Seeks only lies and hide,
Truth never brought to trial.
And caught in his own net,
He looks to find endless life and
Evading, he's escaping
Four dirty walls and a bed in a cage
His home no more.
Run in the underwood,
Cover and hide the trail
Senses like sharpened sword,
Guards for the shadow on his tail.