The 400th Blows

The 400th Blows - The Steinways

These days I feel like I am always

Stuck between these four grey walls

They're pressing down on my insides

Run and run but I can't hide

Can't run now you're on the clock

Pack up that 400th box

Can't run now you're on the clock

Pack up that 400th box

I had a memory of a vision of a plan

But I missed that boat that ship has sailed

I'm locked up on the land

Everything keeps changing just as little as it can

I'm giving up and it's starting to show

All it 'cause it's all the time I'd rather be alone

And I'm really wishing that I could just go home

But I can't stop