Yard

I'll be back in the yard

I'll be running like God

I'll be running like that

I'll be back in the yard

Feel those scrapes on my palm

Swear that I'll be right back

A dreamer, oh, fruit of youth

I know I lie, but so do you

I'm steeper, not equal to

That part of me so far from you

I know by now

You'll say I'm out of patience

Oh, have patience

I'll be back in the yard

I'll be running like God

I'll be running like that

Like that

I'll be back in the yard

Feel those scrapes on my palm

Swear that I'll be right back

Right back

I'm stubborn, you're resolute

Expired thoughts, rotten truths, mmm

I linger, you walk right through

Oh, tear me down, let me lose

I know by now

You'll say I'm out of patience

Oh, have patience

You said you need to go far

So I won't keep you, nothing can pull us apart

Apart from everything

You said you need to go far

So I won't keep you down

I'll be back in the yard

I'll be running like God

I'll be running like that

I'll be back in the yard

Feel those scrapes on my palm

Swear that I'll be right back

I'll be back in the yard

You've got to squint, 'cause I ran so far

Are you watching my back? Yeah

I'll be back in the yard

Won't look back, have I gone too far?

Am I running too fast? Yeah