A knife in the shoe
A grin on his face
His hands covered blue
And the shoe about laced
I heard the man scream
But a glimpse I just saw
Blinded by a gleam
And startled by his flaw
I knew where to go
But not where to hide
I needed stay low
But he spotted my mind
I run and I run
But he's running too
With his shoelace untied
And his hands covered blue
