Brandon

Picture this: A falling star 
that holds a kite string 
The two of us are holding fast 
Where will the fall leave us? 

(You were a prisoner) 
And so was I 
(Now we're the hunted) 
It opened my eye 
(Into the arms of) 
A threat that's real! 
This is our burden 
we've got to find 

Another way out! 
If there are no such things as walls 
you're not a prisoner at all 
Another way out! 
Yeah, there is nothing holding you! 
So run like 
a Caribou 

Picture this: A night without cars 
Just hooves and long legs 
The two of us 
are horned and proud 
The city is ours again 

(You were a prisoner) 
And so was I 
(Now we're the hunted) 
It opened my eye 
(Into the arms of) 
A threat that's real! 
This is our burden 
we've got to find 

Another way out! 
If there are no such things as walls 
you're not a prisoner at all 
Another way out! 
Yeah, there is nothing holding you! 
So run like 
a Caribou! 

Another way out! 
If there are no such things as walls 
you're not a prisoner at all 
Another way out! 
If there is nothing holding you! 
So run like 
a Caribou