Why Don't the Buildings Cry?
WILLIAM TOBY MARTIN
Stepping outside, a tap in my heart
Why hasn't the sky fallen apart?
Because inside this tower of sandstone and steel
Someone just got served their last hospital meal
The city is mocking my darkest hour
The bitumen winks thorough a sudden shower
And the fat and the bloated people mime
A hideous laugh to a joke on drive time
And I catch the train
Stand side-by-side
Why don't the buildings cry?
His lung's a machine, his hand's like a
Fridge
You fuckwits don't deserve the privilege
Of sitting in the afternoon sun while it sets
Enjoying every second of your cigarettes
And I catch the train
Stand side-by-side
Why don't the buildings cry?
Tear up the concrete skies
Why don't the buildings cry