In one minute
I want to run
I'm shallow breathing
Now I'm gasping
It's advancing over my head
My legs in position, ready
I'll give it all I'm worth

Then the world shakes
It's bad, real bad
There's splinters pointing in, every turn I'm walking into something sharp, damaging
My legs may be ready, muscles aching to bunch and spring
Though they must stay soldered right here
I'm screaming for escape

But what escape can be found?