There’s a breakdown on the runway

And the timeless flights are gone

I’m a year ahead of myself these days

And I’m locomotive strong

My city spread like cannon fire

In a yellow nervous state

I can’t cut the ties that bind me

To horoscopes and fate

And I won’t break and I won’t bend

But someday soon we’ll sail away

To innocence and the bitter end

And I won’t break and I won’t bend

And with the last breath we ever take

We’re gonna get back to the simple life again

When we break out of this blindfold

I’m gonna take you from this place

Until we’re free from this ball and chain

I’m still hard behind the eight

My city beats like hammered steel

On a shallow cruel rock

If we could walk proud after midnight

We’d never have to stop