Restorations - D lyrics

I always looked at the clouds like continents Watched the cities shift around They don't look as far or as fast from here I always thought of the cities like people All wrapped up in volume and grey Finding symmetry in the disarray Would you look at them all lined up upon

All the telephone wires at dawn Some sick grins sit on those old crows I have no interest in that kind of competition Wild eyes to the stars at night Hoping for some chance to arrive To find out its been there the whole time