"Day 9" genre: Rock
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	A low key song comparing my job to my life.
	Credits: All by Tony Kollman
	Story Behind the Song I wrote it as a poem at my job. I observed the environment around me and wrote it down as a metaphor for other things happening. I put it to music the day a very dear friend of mine severed communication with me. Strangely, the words have a lot to do with that, though when I wrote it, I had no idea it would happen. Lyrics Hustle and bustle of Daily routine. Crash, bang of Mechanical metal machines. Doors open, Then they quickly close. The fog outside obsures The budding young politicians Smearing mud on concrete. There's nothing for me here. Ninety-two days to freedom... Eternity. Send these sullen eyes To the bottom of this endless coffee cup. And pull these blistered feet From these torn and worn tattered boots. Underground... I'm waiting.

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