• Songwriter: Brian Patrick Murray

See the morning, smell the tar
Take a look at where you are
Used to sit but here you stand
According to the plan
Take a look at where you stand

Tap the hard hat, pave the path
Get it level, make it flat
Used to walk but now you run,
To greet the rising sun
Take a look at what you've done

It's the 9 o'clock haze
Out the door and on your way
Coming home and hearing, "How was your day?"
Fine, overall, it was okay
But you know there's more to say

All in good time
Any color you'd like
Build one by one
'Til your tower scrapes the sky
(And) Under new lights,
All hidden in plain sight
Maybe you could take the time to see
The world set in stone you take for granted

Etch your sketches in the sand
Here you'll see your vision stand
No perfection can be rushed
It's every angle flush,
Or there's no gold without your touch

Lick your finger, touch the sky
Feel the wind that's blowing by
In between these city walls,
Those bridges standing tall,
Men of steel built them all

It's the 9 o'clock craze
Out the door and on your way
Coming home and hearing, "How was your day?"
Fine, overall, it was okay
But you know there's more to say

All in good time
Any color you'd like
Build one by one
'Til your tower scrapes the sky
(And) Under new lights,
All hidden in plain sight
Maybe you could take the time to see
The world set in stone you take for granite

Clean the gutters, trim the yard
You just don't know where to start
It's a shame but here we are
Now, that smile from the bar is the empty seat inside your car

It's back to 9 o'clock grays
Out the door and on your way
No one home to ask you, "How was your day?"
Fine, overall, it was okay
But you know there's more to say

All in good time
Any color you'd like
Build one by one
'Til your tower scrapes the sky
(And) Under new lights,
All hidden in plain sight
Maybe you could take the time to see
The world set in stone you take for granite