Parachute

Take the phone
It’s out there all alone
Left it on the table where it was
Keep the car
The keys are in the front
It’s out there on the street right where I parked
And I know I don’t know much
But I know that a man feels many things
It’s a fleeting urge to run
Like a bird flying by on a summer breeze
Like the sound of a train if you’re listening
It just fades in
Then it disappears
Mark the map
Pack a couple bags
Dream myself a ticket
Don’t come back
And I know I don’t know much
But I know that a man feels many things
It’s a fleeting urge to run
Like a bird flying by on a summer breeze
Like the sound of a train if you’re listening
It just fades in
Then it disappears
If I could disappear
You don’t have to know why you’re going
Just why it is you want to leave
If I disappear
You don’t have to know where you’re going
Just where it is you want to be
You don’t have to know where you’re going
Just where it is you want to be
And I know I don’t know much
But I know that a man feels many things
It’s a fleeting urge to run
Like a bird flying by on a summer breeze
Like the sound of a train if you’re listening
It just fades in
Then it disappears
Walk away
Leave it all behind
Dream up the escape
But never try