How on earth did we end up in this place
Lose ground, lose our way and lose face?
All that I remember are the glowing embers
Of what’s gone, and I long for the good old days.
I can’t seem to move, I just can’t seem to breathe.
But I know that I’m not going to be the first to bleed.
What’s happened to your voice; what’s happened to the choice
We used to be able to choose to be free.
Time’s up, the time is now
I think it’s high time that we broke out
And get off this one-way road to nowhere
We’ve gone too far, now it’s too late
For us to think we can bring about change
But it’s not yet time to despair.
The escape of the century
Is the only way that we
Can ever hope to wake from this nightmare.
Now’s the time, tonight’s the night, now’s the chance for us to fly,
So get up, get up, ‘cause we’re getting out of here.
It’s my fault – I should have never thrown away the key.
Hindsight’s quite a thing if you’re in charge of your own destiny.
Would you care to whale on the war drum; seeing that you gift-wrapped your freedom?
Get ready, to be the best you can be.
There’s nothing left for us here, there’s no reason to stay.
There’s no chance for us to best the plans that we (have) laid.
The top is right before us, but look who’s fighting for us,
No there’s no reason to be afraid!
Don’t give up
It was never
Down to luck.
We’re going over
The top together.
The order’s come through,
We won’t get another.
It’s upto you
To open the gates.
It’s all we have to do to
Make our escape.
released December 25, 2011
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