Squares Inside Squares

You say you want to take the sidewalk

You don't want to walk in mud

You would make the whole earth sidewalks

If you could

You'll make your throne of stone

And i'll make mine of wood

Yours will stand much longer

But there'll be growth where mine once stood

Mindlessly marching through squared off rooms

You've taken what once was beautiful

And encased it in a tomb

You know nothing of us

You don't create with your hands

Always planning out your life

Your life is nothing more than plans

Every time you speak

It's always through technology

I'd like to use more senses

I'd like you in front of me

Staring at pictures in small wooden squares

Do you really expect us to believe that you care?

Staring at pictures in small wooden squares

Do you really expect us to believe that you care?

(high pitch)

Mindlessly marching through squared off rooms

You've taken what once was beautiful

And encased it in a tomb