Title - I Remember Running Artist - Nicole Trust Year - 1994 ____________ Struggling to make ends meet, twenty-one-year-old Nicole Trust spent her days busking on the city streets, armed with nothing but an acoustic guitar and a voice forged by hardship. Her undeniable talent was quickly discovered by a local talent scout, leading to a modest opportunity to record a couple of singles. As part of her introduction to the local scene, Trust was booked for her first-ever proper stage performance. That night, nervously stepping up to the microphone, she debuted "I Remember Running," a raw, harrowing confession about her own experience naively fleeing home at just seventeen with a transient lover. The performance was so emotionally explosive and breathless that record executives, stunned by the raw magic captured on the soundboard tape, abandoned their polished studio plans and approved the live acoustic recording for release. "I Remember Running" went on to become an unexpected, runaway global hit, its authentic tale of turbulent youth resonating with a generation and propelling her to become one of the voices of the decade. ____________ You keep that coat on Hands buried deep inside the pockets I hear the sirens turn Somewhere past the liquor store and down the block They say the city's patient But patience thins when the rent comes late I packed a bag this morning Left the rest of our life by the sink and empty plate You keep that coat on I keep the envelope against my ribs I took it from the bottom drawer Where nobody looks and everybody lives Don't ask me if it's right That question's been done for a long, long while If we don't move by midnight We'll be trading in this freedom for a trial So I remember running Running for the train Breath tasted like pennies in my mouth The ticket bled through my palm And your hand stayed firm, pulling me south And for a second I believed Motion might be enough Yeah, for a second I believed Moving could feel like love We don't got a map We don't got a claim Just a string of numbers and a borrowed last name You hold the railing Like it's something you were given You don't say anything You button yourself closed I'm standing on the platform now Listening to places I don't even know You can keep the money You can keep the reasons that you stayed I'm tired of standing still Watching courage turn to delay So I remember running Running for the train Breath tasted like pennies in my mouth The ticket bled through my palm And your hand stayed firm pulling me south And for a second I believed Motion might be enough Yeah, for a second I believed Moving could feel like love I remember running, running Running, running But no one knows where it ends Just know I was moving for the first time
