Passenger

Powderfinger

Caged
Hold so tight until your knuckles show
Escape
As far away as you could ever know

You sink them all down
Watch them float up
'til the wheel has spun around
You will
Be bound by who you are

Stand in the corner, with your face stripped of colour
For what?

If you want to be a passenger
Climb aboard with me we're leaving now
Step outside and see
Another world
Only if you want to be a passenger

Chained
So many places you'd prefer to be
than framed
By a picket fence and salary

You sink them all down
Then watch them float up
Until the
Wheel has spun around

You will be bound by who you are
tied to the corner
With your
Hope twisted under
In knots

If you want to be a passenger
Climb aboard with me we're leaving now
step outside and see another world
Only if you want to be a passenger