Trinity of 9 to 5

It’s a lonely sport
And it's only getting lonelier
And there’s a knocking at the door
And it's only getting louder

Us and the river and the open skies
Bound by birth we got nothing to hide
Me and the ghost and the Trinity of 9 to 5

And you swoon when you speak
Like an enemy of the elite
And the scent I received
To be outside of my league

So I retreat to the hole and the shadows where I thrive
I get more and more used to the dullness inside

Visiting time is over
And no one’s gonna rule the road
So you reach out and touch
And you feel through the blindfold

It’s a lonely sport
And it's only getting lonelier
And it’s a rush and a get out the door
Get out the door (Get out the door)

Us and the river and the open skies
Bound by birth we got nothing to hide
Me and the ghost and the Trinity of 9 to 5

And you swoon and you speak
Like an enemy of the elite
And the scent I received
To be outside of my league

So I retreat to the hole and the shadows where I thrive
I get more and more used to the dullness on the inside

Visiting time is over
And no one’s gonna rule the road
So you reach out and touch
And you feel through the blindfold

Try to breath
Try to run
Melt in the presence of the one
I’m getting more and more used to the brightness of the sun

Visiting time reinstated
If you can make it
You can watch the apocalypse wave
From every dining room table in the corner of your enclave

Visiting time reinstated
And you can watch me and wave
Before I get too used to the dullness on the inside
Me and the ghost and the Trinity of 9 to 5

I’m getting more and more used to the clock ticking on and on