Passenger Lyrics - Internationalist - Powderfinger

Caged 

You hold so tight, until your knuckles show 

Escape 

As far away as you could ever know 

You sink them all down 

And watch them float up 

Until the wheel has spun around 

You will be bound by what you are 

You stand in the corner 

With your face stripped of color 

For what? 

If you want to be a passenger 

Climb aboard with me, were leaving now 

Step outside and see another world 

Only if you want to be a passenger 

Chained 

So many places youd prefer to be 

Then 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 

Youre tied to the corner 

With your hope twisted under 

In knots 

If you want to be a passenger 

Climb aboard with me, were leaving now 

Step outside and see another world 

Only if you want to be a passenger