Hit The Ground Running-Tim Finn

San Francisco New York City strangely silent strangely empty His graffiti filled the subway But where's my brother He could keep you up for hours in a town of wilting flowers I can more or less continue my life I can give in or I can try Hit the ground running Hit the ground running for your life Deadly virus so few survivors creeps up quickly leaves you darkly But where's my brother when you're standing shoulder to shoulder Fear and anger make you bolder I can more or less continue my life I can give in or I can try Hit the ground running Hit the ground running for your life He could keep you up for hours He could keep you up for hours I can more or less continue my life I can give in or I can try Hit the ground running Hit the ground running for your life I can always hit the street swaying but there's no one there to catch you when you fall Hit the ground running Hit the ground running for your life I went to the river on the Lower East Side cried and cried and cried and cried Went to the River on the Lower East Side I cry cry cry cry cried