When all machinery is failing we'll compensate with our teeth
When we can trust the drugs or buildings
Take the staples out of our feet
When all the trees are reaching for us
Rooting up inside our bodies
If we run and hit a hurdle
Then we'll just deer leap over
We stack bricks but walls don't always
Mean a place to live
We're earthworms dried on concrete
Celebrating side streets  We're brave enough
Taking our chances with centuries-old devices

Taking our chances with moments-old ideas
Strength enough to walk away from it
Smart enough to know I'm over it
Old enough to be concerned about health
But young enough to know that I am well
We can't change this place the way it changes us
Our dream's too big to break
Let's hope that this works out
This has got to work out