Evo nezvanične gay himne 80-ih, čuo sam prvo ovu akustičnu verziju, originalnu tek kasnije i nije mi se svidela, nekako preagresivna. Ova je tako nekako u skladu sa tužnim tekstom, a kako se aktuelni FSC bavi muzikom 80-ih i 90-ih:
You leave in the morning with everything you own in a little black case
Alone on a platform, the wind and the rain on a sad and lonely face
Mother will never understand why you had to leave
But the answers you seek will never be found at home
The love that you need will never be found at home
Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away
Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away
Pushed around and kicked around, always a lonely boy
You were the one that they'd talk about around town as they put you down
And as hard as they would try they'd hurt to make you cry
But you never cried to them, just to your soul
No, you never cried to them, just to your soul
Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away (crying to your soul)... Don't turn away...