Traffic In The Sky

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 will burst at the seams this whole place will fall into pieces and then they'd say... Well how could I 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 digging instead they're looking up towards 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 digging instead they'll say... Well how could I 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 about their plans on the paper building up frm the pabement there are shadows from the skyscrapers 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 on ever seems to listen instead they'll say... Well how could I 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