Child of the Flatlands

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