Passenger

CagedYou hold so tight until your knuckles showEscapeAs far away as you could ever knowYou sink them all downAnd watch them float upUntil the wheel has spun aroundYou will be bound by what you areYou stand in the cornerWith your face stripped of colourFor what? If you want to be a passengerClimb aboard with me we’re leaving nowStep outside and see another worldOnly if you want to be a passengerChainedSo many places you’d prefer to beThan framedBy a picket fence and salaryYou sink them all downThen watch them float upUntil the wheel has spun aroundYou will be bound by who you areYou’re tied to the cornerWith your hope twisted underIn knotsIf you want to be a passengerClimb aboard with me we’re leaving nowStep outside and see another worldOnly if you want to be a passenger

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