Brick by Brick

Stepping out like a rat in a cage high and dry on the edge of the seat from up high like an aeroplane waking from a sleep though I do find it hard to complain nothing came out of living the dream here’s to growing up and turning the page in search of something real I sing it loud out and about you’re leaning on my shoulder the walls are thin I’m giving in my heart is getting colder with every try I know that I am slowly growing stronger for all I know the road back home is getting that much longer Tear it down and build it up again brick by brick like I was a marine for the sake of what is happening or somewhere in between from the love I have for the game from the sound of the wind in the trees comes a feeling that I can't explain washing over me Blowing harder than a hurricane bursting bubbles on the verge of a dream in the middle of the pouring rain from the windy streets there's a voice that's calling out my name falling in and out of ecstasy saying ‘wrap me up in cellophane and fly away with me’ I sing it loud out and about you're leaning on my shoulder the walls are thin I’m giving in my heart is getting colder with every try I know that I am slowly growing stronger for all I know the road back home is getting that much longer Tear it down and build it up again brick by brick like I was a marine for the sake of what is happening or somewhere in between from the love I have for the game from the sound of the wind in the trees comes a feeling that I can't explain washing over me