Lletres: Audioslave. Revelations. Sound Of A Gun.

In the here and now I wait
Down among the young and the old
Between the moon and the ground I play
With my children in my home

This is for the daughters and sons
Of forgotten ones, learning how to stand
This is for the innocent unknowns
Buried in the sand

I'm running from the sound of a gun
Running from the sound of a gun
'Til I'm weary
Running from the sound of a gun
Running from the sound of a gun

From the crack in the blackness I wake
It's getting closer every night
And my city playground is a battleground
Between the wrong and the right

I could run free as a child, I was safe and wild
Naked and unarmed
Now I'm grown and safe in my home
But some will never stop

Running from the sound of a gun
Running from the sound of a gun
'Til you're weary
Running from the sound of a gun
Running from the sound of a gun

The open mouth of the city
Swallowed up the town
With that same old concrete
That I still walk down

And it seems they put a shine
On this place when I was young
And baby, I just don't see it now

Running from the sound of a gun
Running from the sound of a gun
'Til I'm weary
Running from the sound of a gun
Running from the sound of a gun

Running from the sound of a gun
Running from the sound of a gun
I'm running from the sound of a gun
I'm running from, I'm running from the sound of a gun