Speculate

Tell me something I don't know.
Scream my name,
because I've never heard it.
In this box, in this city
covered in black and white.
Where's the stars when we're reaching?
We're here in the night.
And I'm running.
So far, so far,
and my lungs are giving out.
So hard, so hard.
But I'll find a way.
I'll find a way
to you.
If I have to run the rest of my life.