Today, the streets are filled with strangers Carving names and choosing sitesNever thinking of tomorrowMore and more we're running blind Makes you wonder where we're headedSo many people and all in a hurry Living in circles of worship and worryDressing so long that they're usually late for the showSo busy judging the heads that they're turning So busy fighting there's no time for learningTurning their backs on the people they might like to knowWe may be running out of heroes Seems they tumble every dayWe killed a man for careless dreamingMore and more we're running blind Makes you wonder where we're headedSo many people and all in a hurry Living in circles of worship and worryDressing so long that they're usually late for the showSo busy judging the heads that they're turning So busy fighting there's no time for learningTurning their backs on the people they might like to knowWe killed a man for careless dreamingMore and more we're running blind Makes you wonder where we're headedSo many people and all in a hurry Living in circles of worship and worryDressing so long that they're usually late for the showSo busy judging the heads that they're turning So busy fighting there's no time for learningTurning their backs on the people they might like to knowSo many people and all in a hurrySo many people and all in a hurrySo many people and all in a hurrySo many people and all in a hurry