There's traffic in the sky

and it doesn't seem to be getting much better

there's kids playing games on the pavement

drawing waves on the pavement

shadows of the planes on the pavement

it's enough to make me cry

but that don't seem like it would make it feel better

maybe it's a dream and if I scream

it will burst at the seams

this whole place will fall into pieces

and then they'd say...



Well how could I have known?

I'll tell them it's not so hard to tell

if you keep adding stones

soon the water will be lost in the well



Puzzle pieces in the ground

But no one ever seems to be digging

instead they're looking up towards the heavens

it's enough to make me cry

but that don't seem like it would make it feel better

the answers could be found

we could learn from digging down

but no one ever seems to be digging

instead they'll say...(chorus)



Words of wisdom all around

but no one ever seems to listen

they're talking about their plans on the paper

building up frm the pabement

there are shadows from the skyscrapers on the pavement

it's enough to make me sigh

but that don't seem like it would make it feel better

the words are all around

but the words are only sounds

and no on ever seems to listen

instead they'll say...(chorus)