the stark contrast in hue of grey on white and blue
the skyline now reflects dollars and our new common sense
the ground on which we stand is shaped by mechanical hands
the lights that line the streets are marked by mounds of receipts
watercolors cover the sea
a display of our manmade beauty
a brand new face
a mask on the world that we've erased
and a great big fire took the town
with their heads on down feathers they would drown
they couldn't fly to flee the scene
so they watched it on their television screens
it rained lead and arrows on that day
they'd danced and pra...
