One more time and out the door
I could not ever ask for more
I think we knew it was a crime
But we just had so little time
I heard a crash and then a shout
And soon we labored soaked in doubt
The rope was tight but now went slack
And so there was no turning back
And now our fervor turned to fear
As running guards were coming near
We thought that we could make a run
But now we know we’re really done
So freedom is a fleeting fire
Escape is an enticing liar
Now time is added to our stay
It’s time to plan another day
May 8, 2023
May 8, 2023 at 8:19 PM UTC
One more time and out the door
I could not ever ask for more
I think we knew it was a crime
But we just had so little time
I heard a crash and then a shout
And soon we labored soaked in doubt
The rope was tight but now went slack
And so there was no turning back
And now our fervor turned to fear
As running guards were coming near
We thought that we could make a run
But now we know we’re really done
So freedom is a fleeting fire
Escape is an enticing liar
Now time is added to our stay
It’s time to plan another day
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