Empty trashcans are lining the alley
Vagabond living is taking its toll
Beautiful homes all over the valley
Gracefully mowed lawns void any soul
I stand here alone and
I don't know what I want
All on my own
With nobody around
My hand on my bones
And my feet on the ground
For too long
Supersonic boys crowd corners on sideways
Telephone poles point up to the sky
No space for expansion and no end for the light waves
Invisible watchmen are keeping the time
I stand here alone and
I don't know what I want
All on my own
With nobody around
My hand on my bones
And my feet on the ground
For too long
It's all lazy in the afternoon
Going crazy with nothing to do
Filthy backpacks cross without warning
Underused pigs dig holes in the dirt
Exceptional hands built the home you were born in
And nobody cares if you were the first
I stand here alone and
I don't know what I want
All on my own
With nobody around
My hand on my bones
And my feet on the ground
For too long
It's all lazy in the afternoon
Going crazy with nothing to do
It's all lazy in the afternoon
Going crazy with nothing to do