Off the Rails

I’m watching the ash of a cigarette

Flying through the air

It’s a mad dash for the cash grab isn’t it?

But if the need wasn’t there

I would fly away

Somewhere

Won’t you come with me?

We’re flying off the rails

Off the rails

So pack your bags in the morning, honey

It wont take much time

If you let the office travel with you

It won’t pay the rent on your mind

So leave it all behind

Aint it good to feel free?

In letting go I find a way, always

I’m always in control