كلمات Squares Inside Squares

You say you want to take the sidewalk You don't want to walk in mud You would make the whole earth sidewalks If you could You'll make your throne of stone And i'll make mine of wood Yours will stand much longer But there'll be growth where mine once stood Mindlessly marching through squared off rooms You've taken what once was beautiful And encased it in a tomb You know nothing of us You don't create with your hands Always planning out your life Your life is nothing more than plans Every time you speak It's always through technology I'd like to use more senses I'd like you in front of me Staring at pictures in small wooden squares Do you really expect us to believe that you care? Staring at pictures in small wooden squares Do you really expect us to believe that you care? (high pitch) Mindlessly marching through squared off rooms You've taken what once was beautiful And encased it in a tomb