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• calexico'nun sağlam bir parçası. sözleri şöyle:
  
  love the run but not the race
  all alone in a silent way
  world drifts in and the world’s a stranger
  in a light, eclipsed and alienated
  in a time, occupied and invaded
  can’t tell what’s right, better hit the ground running
  in the hills where the tall weed grows
  hands are tied and won’t let go
  can’t escape this place without leaving the world behind
  in a light, ashamed and humiliated
  in a time, sacrificed for the sake of trade
  the soul is bent, feels the weight of truth
  falling through
  left behind, no choice but to run to the mountains
  where no poppies grow, you have to hit the ground running
  in a light, paralyzed and spirits fading
  out of time, must decide to fall or run
  into the eye, of the storm no sign or omen
  make it right, or fall to the other side
  where fields are burning
  from the day you’re born
  you’ll always hit the ground running