Another Day to Run

If you don't look into your mind and find out what you're running from

Tomorrow might be just another day to run

If you just sit and waste your time

You'll be going where you're coming from (think about that)

Tomorrow might be just another day to run

Someone must control your mind

You're the one

Dark confusion's what you find when you run

I don't want to waste your time but I'm talking to you like a son

Tomorrow might be just another day to run

Walking down the road of life looking for direction

Sometimes my mind gets so mixed up I can't tell lust from affection

Gonna stop in to a roadside church and get my mind a rest

And Lord Jesus, help me get my soul together in the process

Pretty ladies stand in line waiting for inspection

Ragged old men drinking wine trying to drown rejection

I've been wasting too much time, I'm going to lose my mind unless, Lord Jesus

You help me get my soul together in the process

Oh now, Tony Jr. filled up his arm with dope

And he dreams about a valley

But the poor boy lives in an alley

Filled with papers that's thrown away

Lord, Lord, Lord, oh Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord

Tell me Tony, tell me Tony, tell me Tony, tell me Tony

Tell me why, he wanna get high enough to die

Well, he's long on dreams and short on hope

Sometimes he goes to rallies, stops by to see young Sally

Lord, just to pass the time away

Lord, Lord, oh Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord

Tell me Tony, tell me Tony, tell me Tony

Tell me why, he wanna get high enough to die