My hands on the clock they turn so slow

The papers pile like endless snow

A breath I take but it’s not mine

I’m chained to this chair by the boss's design

The sky calls through the windowpane

It whispers loud in the pouring rain

I need the wind to crash through me

To break these walls and let me see

Oh

I’m caged but I’m meant to soar

Let me run

Let me feel

Let me out the door

The coffee’s cold the phone won’t quit

The days stack high like a brick-built pit

A bird outside sings a rebel tune

While I hum along in a meeting room

The sun burns bright but it hides its glare

It knows I’m stuck in a spinning chair

I need the wind to crash through me

To break these walls and let me see

Oh

I’m caged but I’m meant to soar

Let me run

Let me feel

Let me out the door