Andrzej Zaucha: I run for me life

My fears rising highI run for my lifeI run for my lifeThere's no place to hideCause I have seen the heat melt down the hourglass.Seen the fire burning all to dust.My flesh crawls with frightI run for my lifeCause I have seen you dancing wild at the ball.Not a sign you follow it at all.So Cinderella don't you try to weave your dream.The magic wand may also change to steam.Mice will just be mice.And with man will be likewise,Not a thing will change to gold,No more dreams if you don't realize.The world's still a happy and a lovely placeTill there is love and someone to embrance.Why the dream of fireThat may burn the butterfly,That's so lovely when alive.So why have ashes fly?My fears rising highI run for my lifeI run for my lifeThere's no place to hideCause I have seen them feed the crowd with silly dream,^een them stock "peacemakers" to the brim.I run for my lifeThere's no place to hideCause I have heard the stupid lies you swallow whole.Not a sign you follow it a all.So Cinderella don't you try to weave your dream,The magic wand may also change to steam.Mice will just be mice,And with man will be likewise,Not a thing will change to gold.No more dreams if you don't realize.The world's still a happy and a lovely placeTil' there's love and someone to embrace.Why the dream of fireThat may burn the butterfly.That's so lovely when alive.So why have ashes fly?So Cinderella don't you try to weave your dream.The magic wand may also change to steam.Mice will just be mice.And with man will be likewise.Not a thing will change to gold.No more dreams if you don't realize.The world's still a happy and a lovely placeTill there's love and someone to embrace.Why the dream of fireThat may burn the butterflyThat's so lovely when alive.So why have ashes fly?