All this progress
So why am I
Sitting on the sidelines
Watching life ride by?
All these changes
But none are mine
Oh, good times are all for me
Somewhere down the line
Ooh
Progress
All this progress
And here am I
Caught up in the orbits of
A thousand satellites
All these worthless
Tears I cry
Here comes my apocalypse
Tearing through my blurred lines
All this progress
And I'm in chains
While other folk are rolling 'round
In their ill gotten gains
All these changes
Just keep me down
Empires closing in on me
Brick by brick
Town by town
Ooh
Worthless
Progress
From the dustbowls into the
Mountain high
Hear the injured birds sing
So why, oh why, can't I?
Watching under branches
That bend in the wind
Leaning on the feeling that
I'll fly away again
In hopes that I could change the past
In faces pressed against the glass
I dream a dream, that's built to last
Another word
Another word
Ooh
Nothing moving
Nothing moving
Nothing moving