Like A Brick

A fig tree looks into the sky
And wonders what it’s like to be a
Cloud looks into a carriage
And wonders what it’s like to be a
Baby looks in a building
And it wonders what it’s like to be a brick
Holding up a hundred people or so
Wish I could tell you but I don’t know
Cuz I barely can hold up myself
What it’s like to be a brick
It’s not alive but it serves its purpose
I wish that I could only serve a purpose
I wonder what it’s like to be a
Sewer rat looks into a book
And wonders what it’s like to be the
Owner of a big casino
Who wonders what it’s like to be a
Bird in the sky
Who wonders what it’s like to be brick
Holding up a hundred people or so
Wish I could tell you but I don’t know
Because I barely can hold up myself