Wait

They’re trying to catch you
Running is a victory
Beauty lays behind the hills

The sun will be guiding you
They’re dying to stop you
This race is a prophecy
Break out from society

This ride is a journey to
The secret inside of you
This race is a prophecy
And disappear in the trees

Tomorrow is another day
And you won’t have to hide away
You’ll be a man, boy!
But for now it’s time to run, it’s time to run! (Woodkid - Run Boy Run)