Pacific Time

I get two mornings today
I found a new place to stay
A place where no one has heard of me
They strip away all my rights in a city made of lights
And mountains rolling into the sea

Come, dreamers, get on your knees!
We trust you with our house keys
As long as you touch nothing
And keep the place clean

Come children, give us your time!
Knowledge and brute force combined
With hard work, money grows on trees
But we give no guarantees

I've fallen in a trap today
I could leave
But something's telling me I should stay

I came along for the ride
But it's so lovely outside
The ocean calling me down to play
The weeks are taking their toll
This wasn't anyone's goal
I think I'll look for another way

I've fallen in a trap today
I could leave
But nothing's telling me I should stay