The Modern Age - Exitmusic

Take your clothes and lay them out

Waited so long for saving

But it never arrived

Leaving home for a change

Waited so long it stained you

All our promises are lies

Oh, holding out for another way

Oh, on the run from the modern age

On the run from the modern age

The hour is dying on the vine

We’re drifting slowly in station

And we never align

Leaving home all the same

Waited so long for saving

But it never arrived

Oh, holding out for another way

Oh, on the run from the modern age

On the run from the modern age