Today, the streets are filled with strangers Carving names and choosing sites
Never thinking of tomorrow
More and more we're running blind Makes you wonder where we're headed
So many people and all in a hurry Living in circles of worship and worry
Dressing so long that they're usually late for the show
So busy judging the heads that they're turning So busy fighting there's no time for learning
Turning their backs on the people they might like to know
We may be running out of heroes Seems they tumble every day
We killed a man for careless dreaming
More and more we're running blind Makes you wonder where we're headed
So many people and all in a hurry Living in circles of worship and worry
Dressing so long that they're usually late for the show
So busy judging the heads that they're turning So busy fighting there's no time for learning
Turning their backs on the people they might like to know
We killed a man for careless dreaming
More and more we're running blind Makes you wonder where we're headed
So many people and all in a hurry Living in circles of worship and worry
Dressing so long that they're usually late for the show
So busy judging the heads that they're turning So busy fighting there's no time for learning
Turning their backs on the people they might like to know
So many people and all in a hurry
So many people and all in a hurry
So many people and all in a hurry
So many people and all in a hurry