Mystery Jets

There was a boy who ran away
from what he didn't know
And whom he wouldn't say he just had to go
Something it snapped inside of him as he fled from a nameless threat
Crowds of people stand aloof in Waterloo there's no sunset
And when he gets to that mythic place the streets are
dirty dark and deep
There is no rest there is no place to lay a head to sleep
There was a boy who ran away from what he didn't know