I am a breadwinner / I chose to brick these walls somehow / Beneath the city spires
I gave my shoulders to the plow / Cold and cruel the concrete / the wicked pavement
chokes the sky / I chose this path / the one so often traveled by.
Tonight, we burn the wintry frost of night / Tonight, we wish upon the fading light
Tonight, our burning hearts will rise / Tonight, we own the skies
My hands are bleeding where they often crack / The stars will sometimes burn with
longing / through the choking black of night shifts / piling each against the next
A Trojan horse inside my chest / is screaming for the life I left / My kingdom for a
steady paycheck

Words: Reese Roper Music: Scott Kerr, Reese Roper