Текст песни Trebuchet - He Ran

Light's down Saturday night
Through the window did come full moon's light
Ear held to the door, silence telling him now was the time

Without a sound and without a plan he ran alone

Wet grass under his feet as the city lies fast asleep
Past blocks blurring to one, claiming stake on the land, his to keep

Without a sound and without a plan he ran
through the chill of the night making his body light, so light
and the sting of his sweat getting into his eyes
made the world seem so bright

Without an end soon enough he'd lost count of the bends
Without consequence, confidence in his stride, the world ahead distends