Soaking wet but determined My body guides me through the dark alleys It leads my inner voice To escape the impersonality of big cities… As the rain falls harder my speed improves As the streets seem longer my mind gets more restless Though I know I can't escape You can not run from things you can not see Streets turn into small rivers My restless mind starts to panic But still my speed improves Though I can feel my guardian angel slipping away from me As the rain falls harder my speed improves As the streets seem longer my mind gets more restless Streets turn into small rivers My restless mind starts to panic Though I know I can't escape You can not run from things you can not see Streets turn into small rivers My restless mind starts to panic But still my speed improves Though I can feel my guardian angel slipping away from me Lonely… I feel so lonely… I feel so lonely… I feel so lonely now! As the rain falls harder my speed improves As the streets seem longer my mind gets more restless Streets turn into small rivers My restless mind starts to panic Though I know I can't escape You can not run from things you can not see I look around me like a hysteric rat As my last energy is spilled by my exhausted body And in my last moment of consciousness I realize You can not run from loneliness…