I took the bottle down

Pouring slow I overflow

With life, love and strength

Awoke the next day

A burning ache won't go away

It churns inside of me

Won't go away

It burned a hole of shame



I punch the clock in

It ticks and tocks

But never stops

For thirty bucks a day

Won't go away

The man without a face

Won't go away

The number by the name



I see a chance to break free

From all the ties that bind me

I call to Jove to watch my way

Oh, the shackles of a binded mind

And I've been waiting all this time

To make my way, to push on through

Against the grain



The Great Escape



The Great Escape