We dream of ways to break these iron bars We dream of black nights without moon or stars We dream of tunnels and of sleeping guards We dream of blackouts in the prison yard
Heartbroken, we found a gleam of hope Hearken to the sound, a whistle blows Heaven sent reply, however small Evidence of life beyond these walls Born and bred in this machine Wardens dread to see us dream We hold tight to legends of Real life, the way it was before
We dream of jailers throwing down their arms We dream of open gates and no alarms
Look to the day the Earth will shake These weathered walls will fall away
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