theres traffic in the sky tonight and it doesnt seem to be getting much bettter
theres kids playing games on the pavement drawing waves on the pavement mmhmmm
shadows of the planes on the pavement mmhmmm
its enough to make me cry but that dont seem like it would make it feel better
maybe its a dream and if i scream it will burst at the seams
whole place would fall in to pieces
and then theyd say
"well how could we have known?"
i tell them its not so hard to tell no no no
you keep adding stones
so the water will, be lost in the well mmm

puzzle pieces in the ground
no one ever seems to be diggin
instead theyre looking up towards the heavens,
with their eyes on the heavens mmhmm,
the shadows on the way to the heavens mmhmm
its enough to make me cry but that dont seem like it will make it feel better
the answers could be found, we could learn from digging down
but no one ever seems to be digging
instead theyll say
"well how could we have known?"
i tell them its not so hard to tell no no no
you keep adding stones
so the water will, be lost in the well mmm

words of wisdom all around but no one ever seems to listen
theyre talking about the plans on the paper building up from the pavement
the shadows of the scrapers on the pavment mmhmm
its enough to make me sign but that dont seem like it will make it feel better
the words are all around, but the words are only sounds
and no one ever seems to listen
instead theyll say
"well how could we have known?"
ill tell them its really not so hard to tell no no no
you keep adding stones
so the water will, be lost in the well, lost in the well mmm