Run To The Shelter

 
I don’t know a lot about history
It’s just letters on a page to me
I can’t say what the future might be
It’s blind - as far as I can see

Heavy metal’s rumbling
Motors closing doors
If it’s something sentimental
Hold it in your arms

Outside a cold wind’s blowing
But - in the shelter - it’s warm

And if it’s luck
Or maybe fate
Don’t hesitate

Run to the shelter

If I make a mistake
Don’t wait
Or hesitate

I’m only human

Run if you’re able
Run to the shelter



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