The lights (bon voyage)

I've been staring at these walls, now, for nigh on 19 years.
Pacing up and down these halls, practicing to persevere,
Standing at the drawing board, planning perfect getaways.
All I need is open doors, to begin the great escape.

The lights burn down below, but I don't, I don't wanna know.

Decisions have been made, now it's all becoming clear,
Term is coming bringing change, time to get on out of here.

I'm leaving in a plane and I'm never looking back,
No more hiding all my shame, when I'm coming off the track.

The lights burn down below, but I don't, I don't wanna know
The lights burn down below, but I don't, I don't wanna know,
I don't care, I don't wanna know.

So long, goodbye.