Through the darkest hours You will find me here Tired of asking questions I'm breaking free, getting out of here My concrete horizon I want to walk far beyond the line The seed is there, it's been sown And I'm high on a rising tide
In every nightmare I see the same old place In every waking hour I plan my escape
One life - get out of here My life - I can't stay here
It's a fools game That I used to play This is over, leave me be I'm breaking free, getting out of here City lights burning bright In a cold, cold distance The seed is there, it's been sown And I'm high on a rising tide.
