In the heart of town where the shadows grow tall
A flour mill stands run by the family know-it-all
They think they've got it all
Oh control's their name
But every foundation's falling apart just the same
The walls are crumbling but they don't really care
Moral's sinking lower
Workers trembling in despair
If it's not their way you better hit the road
Pushing every soul to overclock the load
Grinding down to flour
Hearts in overtime
Legs giving way but they say it's just fine
Whispers in the corners
A tale left untold
We're all scared of the family
Losing our hold
Dust clouds rising
Choking every breath
Echoes of a freedom
Feel like creeping death
Hands on the clock never seem to slow
Lives are growing weary
Where do we go
Dreams of breaking free from the haunted grind
Far but in our minds they're easy to find
In the shadows of the night
Can we ever be bold
Lest the grip of the mill loosens its hold
Grinding down to flour
Hearts in overtime
Legs giving way but they say it's just fine
Whispers in the corners
A tale left untold
We're all scared of the family
Losing our hold