THE PRISONER

After waking in a strange land
And discovering he’s a prisoner
Number Two said to Number Six
“Who are you?
And what are we doing here?”
The man who became the man with no name
In my service to country I gave nearly all my life
I was planning a holiday nearly all my life
Which side are you?
It’s up to you

They will try to break his spirit
So that he accepts his number
And will happily live after as Number Six
But water and oil don’t mix
Guard or inmate, there’s no escape
In my service to country I gave nearly all my life
I was planning a holiday nearly all my life
Are you joining us?
Then heaven help us!

Another prisoner, her name’s Nadia
Says she’s found a way to escape
But by this time they had tampered with his dreams
Nothing’s as it seems
Catch him if you can, the innocent man
In my service to country I gave nearly all my life
I was planning a holiday nearly all my life
We’ll take care of you
Don’t you want us to?

Desparicido, tortured, betrayer
What’s his pattern, infiltrator?
Double-speak, false flag evader
Which is he? Perhaps all the above?
The ideal man, the faceless man
In my service to country I gave nearly all my life
I was planning a holiday nearly all my life
For all that you know
We’ll never let you go

All that came before this moment
It can never come again
And the place where you are living
Is the place where you begin
It’s the same as it was always
What you feel and think is one
Prisoner in a golden cage here
After all is said and done
It’s one and done beneath the sun
What’s your name?

A Song Can Tell A Story

When words leave off, music begins.

THE PRISONER