Run — Hozier

Rare is this love, keep it covered I need you to run to me, run to me, lover Run until you feel your lungs bleeding

Oh but the pharaoh knows Her hungry eye, her ancient soul It's carried by the sneering menagerie Know what it is to grow Beneath her sky, a punishing cold To sow the light of her ancient misery To be twisted by something A shame without a sin Like how she twisted the bug man After she married him

Rare is this love, keep it covered I need you to run to me, run to me, lover Run until you feel your lungs bleeding

But in all the world There is one lover worthy of her With as many souls claimed as she But for all he's worth He still shatters always on her earth The cause of every tear she'd ever weep Rushing ashore to meet her Foaming with loneliness White ends to follow and greet her Give her his onliness

Rare is this love, keep it covered I need you to run to me, run to me, lover Run until you feel your lungs bleeding