What is he afraid of said the moon to the sun
For we both rise and fall
It’s a breath each day and its his for the taking
So here’s a red ribbon lest he forgets
That home is a waiting the porch light is on
His wife is in bed and it’s late
And he’ll lay beside her but he won’t touch her
He thinks she’s sleeping
But she lies there awake

Thinking home is where the heart is
But he’s aways on the run
He’s always on the run

And she gets to thinking
About the kids she been teaching
About the Raramuri Indians
And how they’re always on the run

The reservation down there
Is rough and it’s dirty
The trees have been cleared
And the cattle are dead
And the land is tired
And the young kids are drinking
And the drug lords have moved in
And the elders are thinking

It’s been four hundred years
And we’re always on the run
We’re always on the run
We’re just trying to live
We ain’t hurting no one
Said we ain’t hurting no one

She wakes early as the clouds burn away
She’s crawls out of bed without seeing his face
She don’t know he been crying
She don’t feel that he shakes
Cause his mind has been racing with what’s coming today
The children are waiting
And the songs never done
And there’s no time for loving
It’s just run run run
Show herself to the world
Show the world that she can
Show the world that she’s grounded, the birds eat from her hands
And the moon starts to fall
And the sun starts to rise
And they meet in the middle for that breath in the sky
And he opens his eyes says the work is never done
And he calls for his wife but she’s always on the run

The reservation down there
Is rough and it’s dirty
The trees have been cleared
And the cattle are dead
And the land is tired
And the young kids are drinking
And the drug lords have moved in
And the elders are thinking

It’s been four hundred years
And we’re always on the run
We’re always on the run
We’re just trying to live
We ain’t hurting no one
Said we ain’t hurting no one