Michael & the Slumberland Band - Long Run Lyrics

Towns turn to dust in the long run
Sink to the ground ever more
I'll be some one else in the long run
See me as I'm walking out the door
We all become ghosts in the long run
Shades of unfinished former life
Patterns I used to know as friends
Children unprepared for the end

Grab your things and go
Cause Dreams will ebb and flow

The stars will lose steam in the long run
Sink into the depths evermore
To be surrounded by a throe of blackness
To be comfortable and warm
Dark are the dreams of the old ones
Gnarled and strange through the age
Mild with overwhelming hoards of knowledge
Damned to follow us into the grave

Grab your things and go
Cause Dreams will ebb and flow