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 Mmm hmm
Shadows of the planes on the pavement Mmm hmm
It's enough to make me cry But that don't seem like it will make it feel better
Maybe it's a dream and if I scream It will burst at the seams Whole place would 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
Nah nah nah
You keep adding stones
Soon the water will
Be lost in the well
Mmmm mmmm
And puzzle pieces in the ground
No one ever seems to be digging
Instead they'll say
Well how could we have known
And words of wisdom all around
But no one ever seems to listen
Instead they'll say
Well how could we have known
Mmmm mmmm mmmm
