All I see is progress and new buildings
Move blankly straight forward until the bell rings
Signifying either someone is right or
Someone walked again, too deep into that night
Pigeons act drunk around the fountain
Make no headway, their steps just keep on mounting
What exactly am I supposed to do
With all this information that has nothing to do with you?
Do you think that your distant history
Is why your feet are always in such misery
You can't walk off what you likely can't even seem
There's no accounting for taste, it's true
But nothing good can come of or from this dude
Somewhere you're still too young for people so crude
Tubes and wires run deep into the distance
Which becomes important to understand this instance
Where the narrative ran amok
When we didn't account for his near super-human luck
In all the dust that's blown out of the smokestack
We lost our footings and lost him at the last trap
Now how are we ever supposed to show
That he is the reason these buildings continue to grow
Something better than us, barely catches a bus
And I'm supposed to be impressed?
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All I see is progress and new buildings
Move blankly straight forward until the bell rings
Signifying either someone is right or
Someone walked again, too deep into that night
Pigeons act drunk around the fountain
Make no headway, their steps just keep on mounting
What exactly am I supposed to do
With all this information that has nothing to do with you?
Do you think that your distant history
Is why your feet are always in such misery
You can't walk off what you likely can't even seem
There's no accounting for taste, it's true
But nothing good can come of or from this dude
Somewhere you're still too young for people so crude
Tubes and wires run deep into the distance
Which becomes important to understand this instance
Where the narrative ran amok
When we didn't account for his near super-human luck
In all the dust that's blown out of the smokestack
We lost our footings and lost him at the last trap
Now how are we ever supposed to show
That he is the reason these buildings continue to grow
Something better than us, barely catches a bus
And I'm supposed to be impressed?
Move blankly straight forward until the bell rings
Signifying either someone is right or
Someone walked again, too deep into that night
Pigeons act drunk around the fountain
Make no headway, their steps just keep on mounting
What exactly am I supposed to do
With all this information that has nothing to do with you?
Do you think that your distant history
Is why your feet are always in such misery
You can't walk off what you likely can't even seem
There's no accounting for taste, it's true
But nothing good can come of or from this dude
Somewhere you're still too young for people so crude
Tubes and wires run deep into the distance
Which becomes important to understand this instance
Where the narrative ran amok
When we didn't account for his near super-human luck
In all the dust that's blown out of the smokestack
We lost our footings and lost him at the last trap
Now how are we ever supposed to show
That he is the reason these buildings continue to grow
Something better than us, barely catches a bus
And I'm supposed to be impressed?
Writer: Matt McClure
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