Working Man's Dream

[Verse] Tyler and Austin, clocking in past ten, Graveyard shift at Walmart, where the nights never end. Stackin' those shelves under the harsh, neon light, Workin' the third shift, through the dead of night. [Verse 2] Back home there's a pool, crystal blue and serene, Cold beers in the fridge, almost like a dream. Sweat on their brows and the will to survive, A working man's dream to keep the fire alive. [Chorus] They’re dreaming of the sunlight, and sittin' by that pool, Cold beer in their hands, just breaking all the rules. But here in the aisles, they're payin' for that dream, Tyler and Austin, working men unseen. [Verse 3] Empty parking lot, shadows in the glare, Loading up pallets, heavy burdens to bear. They talk about Sundays and BBQs missed, Family time fading like the morning mist. [Bridge] Every beep of the scanner, every box that they tote, Carries a wish in each back-breaking note. Songs of a life, that's simple and free, Far from the grind, where they long to be. [Chorus] They’re dreaming of the sunlight, and sittin' by that pool, Cold beer in their hands, just breaking all the rules. But here in the aisles, they're payin' for that dream, Tyler and Austin, working men unseen.