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 choking 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