Snake Plissken - Caravels

So fast that it all blurred

The days and nights with no end

Lines and lights outstretching

I’m always stuck watching where you’ve been

One point to last

We’ll make due with what we have

We moved too fast

We’ll get lost without a map

Taking turns taking turns

To forget where we’re from

Every direction is something new

When you’d rather die young

Tired of the same old bruises

Of being content with content

And if it won’t come to us

Then we’ll have to go to it

We have our youth and everything we need

Never stop moving or get used to routine

We don’t need anything else

If we get lost, make maps ourselves

The most important things I owned I sold to you

I dug my hangs in pockets until there was nothing left

With all that you have

What’s keeping you here

The most important things I owned I sold to you

I dug my hangs in pockets until there was nothing left

With all that you have

What’s keeping you here

Our lives entwine, but I won’t contribute to your fear

Our lives entwine, but I won’t contribute to your fear

Our lives entwine, but I won’t contribute to your fear