Grindstone

[Verse 1]

If you find yourself standing

At the end of your line

Looking for a piece of something

Maybe a piece of mind

Fed up, lost, and run down

Nowhere to hold on

Tired of, "Take your place at the end, son

We'll get to you one by one"

[Chorus]

No light ever shines

Dead end tears that dry

Maybe a waste of words and time

Never a waste of life

[Post-Chorus]

Every hour will be spent

Filling a quota, just getting along

Handcuffs hurt worse

When you've done nothing wrong

[Verse 2]

No thanks to the treadmill

No thanks to the grindstone

There's plenty of dissent from

These rungs below

The clockwork of destruction

Hanging low over our heads

Always a smokestack cloud

For a slow-walking death

[Chorus]

No light ever shines

On dead end tears that dry

Maybe a waste of words and time

Never a waste of life

[Guitar Solo]

[Verse 2]

No thanks to the treadmill

No thanks to the grindstone

There's plenty of dissent from

These rungs below

The clockwork of destruction

Hanging close over our heads

Always a smokestack cloud

For a slow-walking death

[Chorus]

No light ever shines

Dead end tears that dry

Maybe a waste of words and time

Never a waste of life

Maybe a waste of words and time

Never a waste of life