A Place
Feeling trapped
Feeling confined
Seeing bricks coming at me
From the corner of my eye
The cars don't stop
The lights won't change
When did things start to
Crumble this way?
When did things start to crumble this way?

You look and look and look for a place
All you really want is a little space
A place to think
A place to dream
A place where you can put your rattled mind at ease

There have been tricks
And there have been lies
And you've been forced to believe
Them many times
And they won't stop
And they won't change
When did things start to
Crumble this way?
When did things start to crumble this way?