From up on a hill
I see the big ones go to work
And the little ones go to school
Holding boxes

I walk around the streets
And listen to what they're saying
Trying to think
Of what's missing

I put a scar on my face
I gave myself a physical change
Now everyone knows
What I stand for

Were there straight lines
Were there straight lines
Was it such a straight line
Before man came around

Were there straight lines
Were there straight lines
Was it such a straight line
Before man came around

Were there straight lines
Were there straight lines
Was it such a straight line
Before man came around

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Writer(s): Rachel Webber, Scott Ryser