One hour a day...
One thousand trips...
Distance grows, but we don’t shift.
Still we drive…
Still we drift…
One hour a day...
One thousand trips...
Distance grows, but we don’t shift.
Still we drive…
Still we drift…
*Why do we drive through the fire?*
*Why do we lie to go faster?*
*Why do we pave over answers?*
*Choking the breath from the planet’s chest!*
Trillion dollar... black hole... yes!
*Why do we drive through the fire?*
*Why do we lie to go faster?*
*Why do we pave over answers?*
*Choking the breath from the planet’s chest!*
Trillion dollar... black hole... yes!
Concrete prophets never learn,
GDP must crash and burn,
Faster roads just twist and turn—
Back into the jaws we spurned.
Concrete prophets never learn,
GDP must crash and burn,
Faster roads just twist and turn—
Back into the jaws we spurned.
Cheonggyecheon... Seoul rewrote the code.
No collapse. No doom.
Just a river where roads used to bloom.
Toronto widens—again.
Again. Again. Again...
Cheonggyecheon... Seoul rewrote the code.
No collapse. No doom.
Just a river where roads used to bloom.
Toronto widens—again.
Again. Again. Again...
Policies drawn with rusted pens,
Minister says, “We’ll build again!”
Subsidize the space to park—
25% of city dark.
Railways starve, the bike ignored,
Noise and death our new reward.
Progress trapped behind a wheel,
Steel confessionals—pray and kneel.
Policies drawn with rusted pens,
Minister says, “We’ll build again!”
Subsidize the space to park—
25% of city dark.
Railways starve, the bike ignored,
Noise and death our new reward.
Progress trapped behind a wheel,
Steel confessionals—pray and kneel.
*Why do we drive through the fire?*
*Why do we lie to go faster?*
*Why do we pave over answers?*
*Tearing the lungs from the city’s chest!*
Trillion dollar black hole mess.
*Why do we drive through the fire?*
*Why do we lie to go faster?*
*Why do we pave over answers?*
*Tearing the lungs from the city’s chest!*
Trillion dollar black hole mess.
Miles grow, but what's the pace?
One more jam in the human race,
Breathing smog and metal waste.
**[Pre-Chorus]**
Parking lots and concrete dreams,
Dollar signs and oil streams,
Induced demand, a dirty scheme,
Sell congestion wrapped in steam!
Miles grow, but what's the pace?
One more jam in the human race,
Breathing smog and metal waste.
**[Pre-Chorus]**
Parking lots and concrete dreams,
Dollar signs and oil streams,
Induced demand, a dirty scheme,
Sell congestion wrapped in steam!