Morning

What is this old box i'm living in?
What is this old life i'm holding on?

I could live in a shell and never know no hell
But i can't live in a world like that
I've got to be free in my morning.

You could leave me if you were here
But now i'm singing to no one
There's no one here.

What is this old life i'm holding on?
Watch me come down now like king kong
Being shot from a tower.