The Runaway — An Anthem of One Man’s Journey

Описание: This week’s Sunday Original is "The Runaway" — a journey song, an anthem, and a story about leaving home to discover what home really means.

It follows a young man from the Colville Reservation who rides out into the Wild East — chasing freedom, truth, heartbreak, and something like God. He loses almost everything along the way… but not himself. And ten years later, he comes home with a story worth telling.

🎸 SEASON FINALE: Season 2 of Lloyd TV concludes next Sunday, March 1 at 3pm with "Scarborough Man." Stay tuned!

🎬 EXPANSION NEWS: Lloyd TV is now officially syndicated on TikTok
I posted a TikTok-exclusive original today — "Seven Little Numbers" — a punchy acoustic pop song about a phone number scribbled on a piece of paper. Bright, fast, early-Beatles energy.

➡️ Watch it here:   / lloydtvreruns  

Thanks for listening, as always!

THE RUNAWAY
by
Lloyd Anderson

He ran from home and lies awake
Till he finds his very own way
To roam in the West
And fight every test
He won’t come home till he makes himself the best

Well he was born in some nowhere town
With all the blame and the fighting in his house
So he ran from the family
Tired of the tales
From the Sea of Galilee
Find that gold mine
Sitting in the sun he’d cry,
“Here I am—
And I’ll climb the peaks to mine my soul!”

He ran from home and lies awake
Till he finds his very own way
To roam in the West
And fight every test
He won’t come home till he makes himself the best
And rights every wrong, hears himself in the songs
If all went right he might bring the one along
To ride through the rain
And fight for his name
He won’t come home till he reinvents the game

Ten years on he came back to that town
He bought a car and he had a look around
There he met with the family
And taught him all he learned
In the form of a homily
Find that gold mine
Sitting in the sun he’d cry,
“Here I am—
And I’ll climb the peaks to mine my soul!”

He ran from home and lies awake
Till he finds his very own way
To roam in the West
And fight every test
He won’t come home till he makes himself the best
And rights every wrong, hears himself in the songs
If all went right he might bring the one along
To ride through the rain
And fight for his name
He won’t come home till he reinvents the game