He stepped out, stumbled back home
The stairs started shouting the kitchen cyclone
So he climbed out his window and he ran to my tomb
Lobbed up a pebble, said 'Put on your shoes'
Put on your shoes
Run away
Run, tie the line, throw the rope over the bough
Turning up ivy, (?)
Run away
Run, tie the line, throw the rope over the bough
Turning up ivy (?)
Never returning
Midnight, out in the street
The cops idling for us, past curfew, fast feet
So we made for the tree line and thе banks of the blue
Pushed off in thе water that the moonlight runs through
The moonlight runs through
Run away
Run, tie the line, throw the rope over the bough
Turning up ivy, (?)
Run away
Run, tie the line, throw the rope over the bough
Turning up ivy (?)
Never returning