The Modern Age

Take your clothes and lay them out
Waited so long for saving
but it never arrived

Leaving home for a change
Waited so long it stained you
All our promises are lies

Oh, holding out for another way
Oh, on the run from the modern age
On the run from the modern age

The hour is dying on the vine
We're drifting slowly in station
and we never align

Leaving home all the same
Waited so long for saving
but it never arrived

Oh, holding out for another way
Oh, on the run from the modern age
On the run from the modern age
On the run from the modern age
On the run from the modern age

On the run from the modern age
On the run from the modern age
On the run from the modern age
On the run from the modern age