The Fugitive

On a cold October morning

As frost lay on the ground

Waiting to make my move I made no sound



Waiting for the mist

To cover all around

I carefully picked my time then took the wall



I'm sick and tired of running

The hunger and the pain

A stop to look about then off again



Being at the wrong place

And at the wrong time

Suspected of a hit that was my crime



I am a fugitive being hunted down like game

I am a fugitive but I've got to clear my name



Even if I find them

And get to clear my name

I know that things can never be the same



But if I ever proof

My innocence some day

I've got to get them all to make them pay



I am a fugitive being hunted down like game

I am a fugitive but I've got to clear my name


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