Lyrics

[Verse]
Down at the warehouse, past the old red door,
Jose and Ryan tally up the floor,
Counting tubes and tips by the morning light,
Wonderin' if their time's worth more tonight.

[Verse 2]
With a clipboard in hand and a pen so blue,
Jose sighs, turns and asks, "How 'bout you?"
Ryan just shrugs, lifts another box,
"Big bad boss says countin’s in our jobs."

[Chorus]
Oh, it's a mighty long road from dusk 'til dawn,
Finding purpose in the tasks we're drawn,
Tubes and tips ain't our dreams, but here we stand,
Countin' for the bossman, side by side, hand in hand.

[Verse 3]
Stacks pile high, shadows growing tall,
Jose wonders if he's givin' it his all,
Ryan chuckles, says, "Well, one day, friend,
We'll leave this all behind, come the bitter end."

[Bridge]
But right now, the clock just ticks away,
With each count, they feel a touch of gray,
Dreamin' of a place where their hearts can soar,
Away from the tubes and the cold warehouse floor.

[Verse 4]
Lunchtime rolls around, they take their break,
Over sandwiches, they laugh 'bout their fate,
Jose says, "Someday we'll find our way,"
Ryan nods, "Till then, here's where we'll stay."