Wood & Wire
Thrice
14 years behind these bars, 12 foot square of cold cement
I've lost nearly everything for a crime of which I'm innocent
For all my sufferings lie in momentary pain
While the wait of endless glory still remains to me
Dead man walking down the halls between a mess of wood and wire
Believe me when I fear to tread towards the thing I most desire
For all my sufferings lie in momentary pain
While the wait of endless glory still remains
Throw the switch on; I know you ain't got a choice
The dawn is coming
All is well, I will rejoice