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

mm hm

Shadows of the planes on the pavement

mm hm

It’s enough to make me cry

But that don’t seem like it could make it feel better

Maybe it’s a dream and if I scream

it will burst at the seams and

this whole place will fall into pieces

and then they’d say… 

Well how could we have known?

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

na na na

if you keep adding stones

soon the water will be lost in the well

mm hm 

Puzzle pieces in the ground

but no one ever seems to be digging

Instead they’re looking up towards the heavens

with their eyes on the heavens

mm hm

the shadows on the way to the heavens

mm hm

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… 

Well how could we have known?

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

na na na

if you keep adding stones

soon the water will be lost in the well

mm hmmm 

Words of wisdom all around

but no one ever seems to listen

They talk about their plans on the paper

Building up from the pavement

mm hm

there’re shadows from the scrapers on the pavement

mm hm

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 one ever seems to listen

Instead they’ll say… 

Well how could we have known?

I’ll tell them it’s really not so hard to tell

na na na

If you keep adding stones

soon the water will be lost in the well

lost in the well

mm mm mm