The buildings around me
                    stack up like stairs.
             Then I think, "Could it be?"
and look around for someone who cares.
                 When I realize that there's no one,
                           I look again at the stacking buildings.
                                  Overcomming me is the need to run.
                                                I find myself at the first stair, singing,
                                                                    "Oh, how wonderful is it all!"
                                  And off I go...running up the building-composed staircase
                                                                                                                                   until,
                                                                                                                                   at last,
                                                                                                                                       I
                                                                                                                                     fall.