The Grind w/ WildGeas

Movement To Contact

One foot forward
Marching to the meter
Head held down and low
Hands are getting weathered
Air is getting heavy
No time to take it slow

Day after day
Working for that pay
Stuck in the grind
Day after day
Working this life away
Stuck in the grind

Dark every morning
So evening deceives you
Sit still, wide awake
Warmth became a luxury
Wind became a friend to me
And if your lucky it just might rain
Left foot Right foot
Smile for the hell of it
At the end of this longest day
Trying just to give a damn
Stagger out into the sand
Fall to your knees and say

Day after day
Working for that pay
Stuck in the grind
Day after day
Working this life away
Stuck in the grind

Break free from the ties that hold you down
Get out of town