When will the world finally see,
that nothing is what they thought it would be?
Everyone expects way too much.
All that happens is a little bit, just a touch.
People dreaming of flying,
make sure to do everything before their time of dying.
Wanting to see cities grow like trees,
but all they'll ever see is a catastrophy.
Running and rushing,
pushing and brushing,
against one another.
That is not how they were raised by their mothers.
"Just take it easy." I say.
But to me, no attention they pay.
But soon they will finally see,
that nothing will be as they thought it would be.
