Running Away with What Freud Said
John Darnielle
[Verse 1]
Big city, wide corner
New flowers, cold comfort
56 Fahrenheit early in the morning
Buses passing by, black smoke in their wake
Big surprises, a lot of big surprises
Bones ringing, running away with what Freud said
[Verse 2]
Same morning, world breathing
Far, far from home
Big ringing in the bones
Whose bones are these? God, please
Feeling the pumping, feeling the fresh blood pump inside
City's living, the city's truly living
What's the difference?
Running away with what Freud said