"There Will Come Soft Rains" lyrics

Make a wish and
Toss a coin in
Toss a coin in
An old tradition
Toss a coin in
That all can join in

Who draws the line?
Does it take an artist's eye
To determine what piece of art is truly fine?
Who set the standard
To which we're all confined?
Who chose the theme?
It's nothing more than theory
When you clearly know the scheme

When your friends are staring at you
Expecting you to lead
Yet the simple act of asking for
Direction only means
Closing doors, floored
By the liability and nothing more
Nothing more

Like a beggar born
When the coin has gone extinct
Can you spare a second chance?
When you avert your gaze
I swear that second glance
Would make you burn away
The bridge you think you've built
Down to the beams
You think you live a life fulfilled
I think it's bursting at the seams

I feel empty
I feel seen yet still obscured
Like the space between the wired screen
And the lock to your front door
Like the fountain in a mall
No longer filled with any stores
A monument to forsaken dreams
In a place we once adored
Yet long forgotten

I feel empty
Make a wish
I feel seen
And toss a coin in
Yet still obscured
An old tradition
We all can join in

When your friends are staring at you
Like you robbed them of their wings
It can drain the tears that you used to fill up
Your fountain of self esteem
Closing doors, floored
By the liability, nothing more
Nothing more

Than a wish on a copper coin
In a cashless society