Know you got to run Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young

Don’t know, but to run Don’t know, but to hide
Don’t know who to follow
Who is on your side

Don’t know where you’re going
You won’t tell me where ya been
And I may see you tomorrow or never more again

And I’ve seen you in the cities and I’ve seen you on the road
And your face is all a twisted, ‘cause you brace a heavy load
And then you turn and ask me
“say how will I ever know?”
And talk about your searching’
But I think it’s all for show

And I heard your mournful song
And I heard your faithful cry
And I’ve seen a lot of hunger
Lingering deep within your eyes

Run

And you talk about your sinking
What a hole you’re in
You expect for me to love you
When you hate yourself, my friend