Tick Tock/That's the Sound

Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock, Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock, That's the inevitable sound Which abruptdly summons You back to the ground As you seek to find Something inside yourself Aparently out of reach It's the midst of a sunny afternoon Off to work, soon you shall be To the same place of dread Because you haft to earn the bread But you won't be like the others And simply trun to stone One day, you are going To make it on your own Co-workers are there, It seems year after year Settling like one of them, Is what you most fear Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock, Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock, That's the inevitable sound Which summons you back to the ground Peer through a window And observe all the life passing by Wish you were her? Or, do you long to be him? Because they don't haft to work today Must be so nice The dream is to really make it someday Then look back and say Laboring nine to five Barely kept me alive I didn't turn to stone Finally, made it on my own Bosses seem to think they can control you Yet, they have no clue It is to myself I will remain true And eventually find what I seek Even though the present, Appears to be bleek Out there somewhere Lies my special place In the scheme of life Utilize your artistic temperment And then turn that key Setting the chains of nine to five free Somewhere out there, a sanctuary awaits Until then, Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock, Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock