كلمات The Modern Age

Take your clothes and lay them out Waited so long for saving but it never arrived Leaving home for a change Waited so long it stained you All our promises are lies Oh, holding out for another way Oh, on the run from the modern age On the run from the modern age The hour is dying on the vine We're drifting slowly in station and we never align Leaving home all the same Waited so long for saving but it never arrived Oh, holding out for another way Oh, on the run from the modern age On the run from the modern age On the run from the modern age On the run from the modern age On the run from the modern age On the run from the modern age On the run from the modern age On the run from the modern age