but it's been comatose the last three weeks
all tied up in my sheets
I'm tangled up in city streets
the subway map is incomplete
they must want us to trust our feet
a city planner's great defeat
in a game of chess creates this mess
you'd think with all the time we've lost
you'd be eager to make amends
the railways are down
so other routes had to be found
they drove us from the underground
we must adjust now to the sun being 'round
the city planner, yeah, he ran
or he'dve been bounded hand in hand
and set in chains against a wall
buried in all this urban sprawl
you'd think with all the time we've lost
you'd be eager to make amends
they pried the island free
cause we already seemed to be
a floating fortress out at sea
if love or war come down, we'll come about
if you hail, I'll come around
I'm game for all we talked about
if you hail, I'll come around
but we're too weighed down to drop anchor now
you'd think with all the time we've lost
you'd be eager to make amends
