Collapsing New Buildings

You’re comprised of two things

And that’s all fine

You travel light and all over

Tired, bold, and done

Pack up your life in the suitcase of your father

Heed as you so helplessly consumed

So sold on the sights

And our building rights

Turn out right

It's so overkind

Come now and confess all inside, outside

When the light's all gone away

For those long nights awake

Ooh, It’s all right