Lonely people searching lonely faces
Seldom finding what they need
Always walking never sitting
Ceaseless in their misery
You watch them as they idle past
Their eyes cast to the floor
Once again you ignore their cry
As you move swiftly for the door
Everyone wants a perfect world
Where nothing is ever hard
All they want are pleasant things
Ignoring all the endless pain
I say stop this strange insanity
Let go that awful past you hold
For when your hands are finally free
You can begin to work upon the world
Build it beautiful, build it bright
With everything you've ever dreamed
Because that's why we dream our dreams
So that we have the blueprints of life