Another Great Champion Sought, Thought, And Died

for some sort of reason i started to run. i run so fast that i lost my home. said glory like me go and get my gun. so i took it down and i shot the sun, and i told the dark what i had done. said lord baby jesus what made me run, my hands thrown up so you will see me comin'. i'm running down the only one to erase the heart of what was done, this all went down when i shot the sun. 'cause i believe in nothin' good. 'cause i believe that running men grow hard and strong and the hardest ones are rolling stones. cried lord mother mary as i bent her throne. broke up the tears and i stole the bones, and i set the traps for heaven's gun, and a place stood still where i made them run and i saw the dark in what i had done. 'cause i believe in nothin' good. 'cause i believe that running men grow hard and some will catch up to that rolling stone. i am in the sky. (what do you see?) i am unaware. (what do you mean?) my arms were open. (his faith is gone.) they were open wide this time. (he's on the run.)