For the Workforce, Drowning

Falling from the top floor, your lungs fill like parachutes Windows go rushing by People inside Dressed for the funeral in black and white (These ties strangle our necks) Hanging in the closet Filed in the cubicle Without a name, just numbers On the resume Stored in the mainframe, marked for delete (Please take these hands) Throw them in the river Wash away the things they never held (Please take these hands) Throw me in the river Don't let me drown before the workday ends (9 to 5) (9 to 5) Up to my neck Drowning in the seconds Ingesting the morning commute Dead subway sleep Lie wide awake in our parents' beds Tossing and turning Tomorrow we'll get up Drive to work (Single file) With every day (Just like the last) Waiting for the life to start Is it always just ahead of the curve? (Please take these hands) Throw them in the river Wash away the things they never held (Please take these hands) Throw me in the river Don't let me drown before the workday ends Keep making (copies of copies of copies) When will it end? It'll never end 'Till it gets so bad That the ink fills in our fingerprints and The silhouette of your own face Becomes the black cloud of war Even in our dreams we're so afraid We will offset who we are All those breaths that you took Cancelled in your lungs Last night, my teeth fell out like ivory typewriter keys And monuments and skyscrapers Burned down and filled the sea Save our ship (The anchor is part of the desk) We can't cut free (Water is flooding the decks) And the memos we send through the currents Computers, they spark like flares I can see them They don't touch me Touch me Please someone, teach me how to swim (Please, don't let me drown) Please, don't let me drown