Songs of the Broken

Timed Dream

Clock in, clock out, another day down

I'm just a face in a faceless crowd

Smile for the boss, keep my head low

Same four walls, same narrow road

Clock in, clock out, it's the same old scene

Just another piece up in this machine

I blend right in with the suited crowd

With their quiet lives and heads bowed down

But somewhere deep, there's a fire alive

Buried under this 9-to-5

Clock in, clock out, keep the dream small

Bury it deep, deep, don't let it call

Clock in, clock out, time slips by

Working to live but only living to die

Clock in, clock out, watch the hours pass

Counting the minutes, waiting to crash

I punch the clock, but I drift away

To a place where life's not so gray

I remember a time, I remember a spark

Back when I believed I'd leave my mark

But I've put those dreams up on a shelf

Trying to be somebody else

Clock in, clock out, keep the dream small

Bury it deep, deep, don't let it call

Clock in, clock out, time slips by

Working to live but only living to die

And I keep dreaming... though I say I won't

A fire still gleaming... in the life I never chose