There's traffic in the skyAnd it doesn't seem to be getting much betterThere's kids playing games on the pavementDrawing waves on the pavementShadows of the planes on the pavementIt's enough to make me cryBut that don't seem like it would make it feel betterMaybe it's a dream and if I screamIt will burst at the seamsWhole place will fall into piecesAnd then they'd sayWell how could we have known?I'll tell them it's not so hard to tell, no, no, noIf you keep adding stonesSoon the water will be lost in the wellPuzzle pieces in the groundNo one ever seems to be diggingInstead they're looking up towards the heavensWith their eyes on the heavensThere are shadows on the way to the heavensIt's enough to make me cryThat don't seem like it would make it feel betterThe answers could be foundWe could learn from digging downBut no one ever seems to be diggingInstead they'll sayWell how could we have known?I'll tell them it's not so hard to tell, no, no, noIf you keep adding stonesSoon the water will be lost in the wellWords of wisdom all aroundBut no one ever seems to listenThey're talking about their plans on the paperBuilding up from the pavementThere shadows from the scrapers on the pavementIt's enough to make me sighThat don't seem like it would make it feel betterThe words are all aroundBut the words are only soundsAnd no one ever seems to listenInstead they'll sayWell how could we have known?I'll tell them it's not so hard to tell, no, no, noIf you keep adding stonesSoon the water will be lost in the well, lost in the well