This new year is not, new anyway

These graphs still decay

One wants corners

The other, curves anyway

One wants aesthetics

The other something that works

They're knocking down

All the buildings

That remind me of you

And the new ones

Just scrape giant holes in the blue

And they block out

The sun

They pay for the ground

So why not the sky?

It's funny how

A building can look so tired

It's funny how

A building can look so tired

They're knocking down

All the buildings

That remind me of you

And the new ones

Just scrape giant holes in the blue

And they block out

The sun

They pay for the ground

And a thousand blocked views

Cannot bear to stand at all

Cannot bear to stand at all

Maybe that is why

That's why

Yeah, maybe that's why

Buildings fall down