Thru' These Architects Eyes

Stomping along on this big
Philips Johnson Is delay just wasting my time
Looking across at Richard
Rogers Scheming dreams to blow both their minds
It's difficult you see
To give up baby To leave a job
When you know the money's from day to day
All the majesty of a city landscape
All the soaring days in our lives
All the concrete dreams in my mind's eye
All the joy I see thru these architect's eyes
Cold winter bleeds on the girders of
Babel This stone boy watching the crawling land
Rings of flesh and the towers of iron
The steaming caves and the rocks and the sand
Stomping along on this big