Through the Mail

Yeah

See, it's a big difference locked up in a cell

The only way out is through the mail

Your friends don't visit, take the time to write

You should get low in your cell at night

You have crazy dreams about your girl

And wonder what she's doing out in the world

Time moves slow when the door stays shut

Hope in your hands but the gates stay up

Every letter feels like a little relief

Every stamp carries a piece of belief

Counting the days with a hard one comb

Holding on tight with a broken poem

See it′s a big difference

The only way out is through the mail

Your friends don't visit, take your time to write

You should get low in your cell at night