Kneeling on the pavement
Carving out an anthem
For future generation
To become edified

The words are all important
If you want it to live on
To be the silver lining
Of a cloud that fell from the sky

And we'll never hear a sound
Lost in rhythms till we become found
Climb so high that we cannot fall down

Down here on the concrete
Scraping with rock
So much like the pavement
That it will not leave a mark

It doesn't want an anthem
It's never gonna sing
It won't be our reminder
Won't tell us anything

The CD's on but the laser's out
The tape is rolling but the hiss is too loud
The vinyl spinning but record is scratched
The Mp3 has got a virus attached

Throw the rock back on the ground