miss a thing

last night i dreamed

that i was sneaking up on babylon

i awoke to find it was the very street i'm on

i closed my eyes but what i see won't go away

away

the city closed the shelter down the street

we'd rather pay to save a tree

then give a brother something warm to eat

it breaks my heart that we're so incomplete

yeah

oh

maybe there's a reason for it

but its so hard to see so many broken people

living in this lonely city

it feels right to give up

i get up

i realize your blood can cover all these stains

and you don't ever miss a thing

no

no

you don't ever miss a thing

i catch the news on channel 3 about once a week

but you see so much more

you see the husband flee the scene

you hear the woman hit the floor

crying out can you still save me