Flyway - Keep Shelly In Athens

I, I’m closing up

You, you fall apart

Now, we’ve got to run

Hope, burns like a match

We’ve got to find, a way to catch

God, they run so fast

God!

God!

I know I’ve got something to fight for

I know I’ve got some things to sort

And somehow I feel, oh so alone and

I am the last of the flock