I am a breadwinner I chose to brick these walls somehow Beneath the city spires I gave my shoulders to the plow Cold and cruel the concrete The wicked pavement chokes the sky I chose this path The one so often traveled by Tonight, we burn the wintry frost of night Tonight, we wish upon the fading light Tonight, our burning hearts will rise Tonight we own the skies My hands are bleeding where they often crack The stars will sometimes burn with longing Through the chocking black Of night shifts piling each against the next A Trojan horse inside my chest Is screaming for the life I left My kingdom for a steady paycheck Tonight, we burn the wintry frost of night Tonight, we wish upon the fading light Tonight, our burning hearts will rise Tonight we own the skies Tonight we own the skies Tonight, we burn the wintry frost of night Tonight, we wish upon the fading light Tonight, our burning hearts will rise Tonight we own the skies Tonight we own the skies