Preclusion

Here we are, on the street
fork in the road, don't know where to go
and I say, lets run away
the clouds are building in the sky
not even giving a reason why
not so fast, we're here at last
we don't have to worry any more than when we first were born
and I say, what a lovely day
and I say, we got away okay
get away
the clouds are building in the sky
not even giving a reason... WHY!
why?
we
don't
have
to
run
anymore