I don't know which way to run One thousand different ways But I can't seem to live with one So I'm stuck where I've begun Another languid day Can't seem to break away When I was young I tried a million different ways to find A panacea that would hebetate a restless mind 25 and all I find are clever ways to hide Every night I dream a million different ways for me to die Every night I close my eyes I lie awake and try to pacify a listless mind Nothing's changed at 35 Still every night I dream a million different ways for me to die