I was the child of the Flatlands
Industrial torrents were our fairytale castles
Cylindrical towns loom all the wild horses
Not far from the prefabs and the trains
I was too shy to cause a scene, wasn't I?
Life was delayed 'til age 19, I won't lie
The bright lights appeared
The libraries are closing down now
Where will the old folks go
When they feel all alone?
New houses stretching out the town
Increasing its diameter
Walk-in wardrobes full of gowns
In bedrooms with dreams yet to be slept through
I saw it from a hillside, it put life in perspective
Nearby a river gurgles
Running roughshod out its bounds
The libraries are closing down now
Where will the random folks go
When they feel all alone?
The horses bolting
The islands revolting
In a bottle they swirl
The old world is clinging to the coattail
I can't help craving
For the river banks we walked along when we were young
I can't help craning
My neck, to see where the chimneys are
Nature always wins
Makes itself known
Nature always wins
I never thought of myself as reckless
Maybe what I think of myself is
Not that important
Nature always wins
Makes itself known
Nature always wins
The libraries are closing down now
Where will the children go
When they feel all alone?
The horses bolting
The islands revolting
I can't help craving
For the river banks we walked along when we were young
I can't help craning
My neck, to see where the chimneys end
Can't help craving
I can't help the craving