Less Cities, More Moving People - The Fixx

Another home falls by the wayside

A few old cushions stuffed with pride

A hand is shaking from the rubble

This spirit is still alive

A servant bares his occupation

Breaks his back just growing old

Never mind his views were taken

Just saw by the rules of old

Less cities, more moving people

Rushing out with pride

Less cities, more moving people

These hands that once were tied

A church bell rang for the occasion

The average man learns what’s in store

Now he sees where life was taken

Fighting heat, but growing cold

Less cities, more moving people

Rushing out with pride

Less cities, more moving people

Hands that once were tied

Is this what we call education

Just watch the wheel of time revolve

But why is this not what I’m thinking

Just one mind and the unknown

Less cities, more moving people

Rushing out with pride

Less cities, more moving people

Who just forgot their lives

Less cities, more moving people

Rushing out with pride

Less cities, more moving people

Who just forgot their lives