(Gary Wertz, Kris Doty)
Lyrics
The cardboard box
That they made for us
It is not a home
Plastic beams just hold it up
And tear cathedrals down
Pay no mind to the wrecking ball
It’s not there at all
They all came just to watch it fall
There’s no wrecking ball
I can see silver span in the sun
Can’t you see silver span in the sun
There’s the suit that sold her out
With a breezy smile
He would trade all the time away
For a nickel and a dime
We’re pounding nails into the tires
And the trucks stood still
When they send another, we’ll do the same
We hold our breath and dodge the cars
Whoa
We’ll jump the rail into the stars
I can see silver span in the sun
Can’t you see silver span in the sun
Can’t you see silver span in the sun
Can’t you see silver span in the sun