The Great Wave

The window pane is cold And takes up my time Beyond the frame it was gone In the blink of an eye Round and round and round And round we go All they know Climbing down my throat Blow by blow Carving my gravestone Production ceased the day We flew through the sky Sewing seeds through greed We gave up our lives Down and down and down And down we go All they know Climbing down my throat Blow by blow Carving my gravestone In the devil's tower Where the money's found A thousand miles per hour We had to slow it down In my mind I'm Free as a bird But in my world that Seems so absurd Born in the valley of the kings Come to the place where I'll meet my maker Could you ever dream such things? Now that you've got nothing? In the devil's tower Where the money's found A thousand miles per hour We had to slow it down In my mind I'm Free as a bird But in my world that Seems so absurd