To God be the glory

Nowhere To Run


He was the son of a collier

Diggin' deep underground in Westray

By the sweat of his brow like his father

He laboured hard for his pay

He worked along side his neighbour

In the darkness and dust of the mine

Where young men grow old

With their lungs full of coal

And die before their time


They want to run but the river's

Getting deep

There's been too many lies

Too many secrets to keep

And there's nowhere to run


He spends his time making paper

From the trees on the coast of B.C.

Where ancient timbers grew tall

Until they cut them all

In the name of sustained industry

I've seen the waste and destruction

From the mills on the outskirts of town

Where the rivers and streams

No longer run clean

From the poison that seeps

Through the ground


They want to run but the river's

Getting deep

There's been too many lies

Too many secrets to keep

And there's nowhere to run


He fished for cod with his father

On the banks of the Labrador sea

With his wife and his sons and his daughters

They lived a life that was free

Until one day their freedom was over

And whoever thought it would end

With no fish and no hope for the future

And no time to start over again


The winds of change are comin' around again

There's been too many heartaches

Too many tears and pain

And there's nowhere to run


God gave us gifts in our children

In the land and the sea and the air

But we use and abuse and destroy them

With no worry, no guild and no fear

But someday the guilty will answer

For this misery, destruction and strife

In this world where our sins spread like cancer

And our children have no right to life


The winds of change are comin' around again

And there's nowhere to run


Why must there be so much anger

Why must there be so much greed

Why can't we see there's a danger

In taking more than we need

When will we finally start learning

That our future is linked to our past

If we don't understand what we're burning

then our hope for tomorrow won't last


The winds of change are comin' around again

And there's nowhere to run


Let his warning go out to the nations

To those who have ears, let them hear

Only Yeshua can lead to salvation

And the day of His judgment is here

So turn from your path of destruction

From the darkness come into the light

Be watchful and pray

For you won't know the day

When He will come like a thief in the night


And there's nowhere to run

There'll be nowhere to run

No there's nowhere to run

There'll be nowhere to run


Written by Bruce Moss

To God be the glory