[Verse 1] Every cell I started with is seven years gone The runner at the doorstep isn't the one running on They replaced the planks mid-ocean and they never lost the ship I've been dying by the trillion and I never missed a step [Chorus] I'm the Ship of Theseus doing seventeen k an hour Rebuilt at every footfall, replaced at every hour If nothing of me remains of me Then what is it that's tired? What is it that's free? Run it down, run it down, run the question to the ground [Verse 2] The man who signed up for this race made promises I keep He's gone the way of last year's skin, but his debts are mine to meet Identity's a relay, and the baton's made of will Passed hand to vanished hand to hand — and somehow moving still [Chorus] I'm the Ship of Theseus doing seventeen k an hour Rebuilt at every footfall, replaced at every hour [Bridge - half-shouted] The pattern is the person! The wake is not the boat! The flame is not the candle! The running is the road!
