The Things Can I See

Everyday I walk along, seeing all the things I can see And I wonder why I can't see the stars I see all the smoke and the smog But I wonder why I can't see the stars I see all the movement All the people running, day to day without end All of them running to the ground and shouting and coughing And I wonder why I can't see the stars There aren't any trees or grass, just concrete And steam that rises off the ground It makes me choke and all those people running cough And I wonder why I can't see the stars If someone sees you coughing they sell you syrup It tastes bitter and makes you dizzy It makes the people run in circles And I still can't see the stars I remember home where the air was clean and quiet And people stopped to smile Where I could glance up at the sky And the stars would glare back at me.