you have asked me why i walk so fast

you have asked me why i walk so fast

You better save yourself
From something you can't see
Follow it where it goes
Follow it back to me

“Don’t Let It Go,” Beck, Morning Phase

you have asked me why i walk so fast

this is the story of the real me chasing always

the me i want to be for you

i know the real me there only a step or two behind

a shadow darker than a black hole

the real me cannot enjoy even a single moment

and has never known peace or quiet

but he believes those possibilities exist somewhere

so he too is relentless anxious and swift

you have known us both of course

the real me incessantly in manic pursuit

the frantic me trying to put on a happy face

in the end

however

you were better

than us both

cut to the quick

fleeing

able to save yourself