Traffic In The Sky

Jack Johnson

There’s traffic in the sky - and it doesn’t seem to be getting much better

There’s kids playing games on the pavement

Drawing waves on the pavement - mm hm

Shadows of the planes on the pavement - It’s enough to make me cry

But that don’t seem like it could make it feel better - Maybe it’s a dream and if I scream

it will burst at the seams and - this whole place will fall into pieces

and then they’d say...

Well how could we have known? - I’ll tell them it’s not so hard to tell

na na na - if you keep adding stones

soon the water will be lost in the well mm hm

Puzzle pieces in the ground - but no one ever seems to be digging

Instead they’re looking up towards the heavens - with their eyes on the heavens

mm hm - the shadows on the way to the heavens - mm hm

It’s enough to make me cry - but that don’t seem like it would make it feel better

The answers could be found - we could learn from digging down

but no one ever seems to be digging - instead they’ll say...

Well how could we have known? - I’ll tell them it’s not so hard to tell - na na na

if you keep adding stones - soon the water will be lost in the well - mm hmmm

Words of wisdom all around - but no one ever seems to listen

They talk about their plans on the paper - Building up from the pavement - mm hm

there’re shadows from the scrapers on the pavement - mm hm

It’s enough to make me sigh - but that don’t seem like it would make it feel better

The words are all around - but the words are only sounds

and no one ever seems to listen - Instead they’ll say...

Well how could we have known? - I’ll tell them it’s really not so hard to tell - na na na

If you keep adding stones - soon the water will be lost in the well

lost in the w