Escaping the Grind
Getting Away
Back again, it’s all the same
Grinding on the same old game
Sometimes it seems it’s all in vain
But you have to play again
Over, over, and once more
Till you drop onto the floor
Then they send you out the door
Always, there are more and more
Fresh new bodies for the grind
Newer ones they always find
Breaking down your heart and mind
For the role that you’re assigned
And yet – I find, I’m hoping still
There’s more to life than this old swill
Finding yet another thrill –
when there’s a way, I find a will

When there’s a way I find a will. Hell yeah. Loved that line