I'm on my way in a foreign land
The crime rate's up to 25 percent
Dissident people everywhere
And I can't find no comfort hereAll alone, no one's there to help me
No control, there's no one I can trust'Cause they were running in the dust, running
'Cause they were running in the dust, runningI'm walking through the streets with a stranger's look
Their eyes staring at me as the darkness cooks
They ask me for a dollar, a gun behind their back
Their faces switch from friendly to attackAll alone, no one's there to help me
No control, there's no one I can trust'Cause they were running in the dust, running
Yes, they were running in the dust, runningI miss my country, my friends, my family
I will struggle to go home
I'm settled for peace now, step out of insanity
But my dream has ended in a blastStanding here alone in this bloodstained land
As I realized danger's close at hand
A gunshot kills the sound of silence
As an angel's life has ended up by violence'Cause they were running in the dust, running
'Cause they were running in the dust, running
'Cause they were running in the dust, running in the dustDust