If we could fast forward through the days to the best parts
Would there be enough time left to account for wasted hours
Sunset to sunrise, working, your life
Sunset to sunrise, working, it's not working
Call the same when it seems like it
Always the same when it seems like it could change into something beautiful
Concrete statues remain where hearts and hope went by
The clock the only thing that waves, when hands control your life
From sunset to sunrise pieces they die
Sunset to sunrise, working, it's not working
Call it the same when it looks like it
Always the same when it looks like it
Could change into something beautiful
You might have tied this rope, but you can let it go
When It's against your throat can you let it go
Forget about the paychecks
Credit card statements
All your debt collections
We just want out
Call it the same when it feels like it
Always the same when it feels like it
Seems such a waste when it feels like it could change into something beautiful