Attica

Guitar/Vox/Lyrics: Joey
Drums: Me

This is apparently about a prison break somewhere in the 1950s.
(Related: Joey was a history major.)

Lyrics:
Well, if you come inside you'll find
my eyes have been closed for years.
Hatching plans with dotted lines;
for me, the world has disappeared.
Darkness surrounds, and I hold it dear
Coz in its inky side
I've found a way out of here, oh—

We will be gone by mornin',
We will be gone.
We will be gone by mornin',
We will be gone.

Four walls have become my kingdom:
Attica, don't you know.
All your dreams are drowned in cement,
lost to your history, lost to your own.

We will be gone by mornin',
We will be gone.
We will be gone by mornin',
We will be gone.

[Joey wrote something different down than what he sang, so I'll figure it out and update it later. I find this kinda interesting. Heh]
Last day [sang: came] (written: broke) and [you knew your time] (the dream) was
at an end.
[???????, but you knew] (Attica, you come to reckoning
and will never find peace again.)
No aimin' no lookin' no seein' just shootin',
No aimin' no lookin' no seein' just shootin',
it's too late,
too late, oh—

We will be gone by mornin',
We will be gone.
We will be gone my mornin',
We will be gone.

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