Looking at the skyline
Empty clouds full of nothingness
Holding onto hopes and dreams
People below work in tall buildings
They work between the skyline and the clouds
Trying to remember what they're here for
Trying to remember they're not machines
Tell me what you really see
People or just empty faces
Devoid of emotion
Devoid of life
Because their work fills the gaping hole
Ask them to remember that they're still alive
Looking at the skyline
Seeing the people below
Walking the streets, places to go
People to see
But are these people really people?
Then you see the people who stop and wait
"Have fun rushing through the rest of your life!" they call
THey say that because they're not machines
but everyone else is trapped in the skyline
and all they do is work
until the clouds have taken their hopes and dreams
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