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 would 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 
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 diggin' 
Instead they’re looking up towards the heavens 
With their eyes on the heavens 
There are shadows on the way to 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 diggin' 
Instead they'll say: 

Well, how could we 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 

Words of wisdom all around 
But no one ever seems to listen 
They're talking 'bout their plans on the paper 
Building up from the pavement 
There's shadows from the scrapers 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 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 
If you keep adding stones 
Soon the water will be lost in the well 
Lost in the well...