Day Three of Five

Imagine a prison break
Take the plans we made
Tie them up and keep them hid
Escape by the old canal
Scratch my name in a heart
In the paint underneath the bridge
And it’s alright
We’re coming by
Run away on day three of five
Drink and laugh and eat until the bellyache
Please don’t say, don’t say I’ve got to lie down again
Suppose we took hold of this place
This little Georgian café
It’s really just a question of when
Look at the way it bends
The scales tip
The way the days divide
It’s three of five
Yesterday we took the river
Tomorrow’s Maya Derin’s eyes
We’re in the middle now
It’s three of five
And it’s alright
We’re coming by
Run away on day three of five
And it’s our right while doing time
Run away on day three of five