[verse] Footsteps scatter on unfinished highways, neon bleeds into the night’s cold breath. We write our names in smoke and distance, then erase them before they set. [chorus – expansive, anthemic] Forever runaway, chasing silence down the line. Forever runaway, burning daylight we’ll never find. [verse – softer, detached tone] Every promise tastes of rust, every border hums like wire. We carry backpacks full of silence, and pockets full of fire. [pre-chorus – drums roll, tension building] The maps are fading, but the hunger keeps us wild. We are passengers of empty roads, every mile a stolen child. [chorus – shouted with layered harmonies] Forever runaway, with nothing left to claim. Forever runaway, but the hunger feels the same. [bridge – guitars ringing, vocals spoken like mantra] Escape repeats itself, circles carved into the sky. The roads don’t promise freedom, but we run, we still try. [instrumental break – reverb guitars, ride cymbals, distant screams] [chorus – wide, shouted, defiant] Forever runaway, a hymn for the unnamed. Forever runaway, every night we play the same. [outro – fading echo, repeated phrase] Forever… runaway… runaway… runaway.
