This tired city was somebody's dream
On Billboard horizon as black as it seem
A four level highway across the land
We're building a home for the family of man
Prices are risin', the devils to pay
Movin' the mountain that got in the way
Prayer books and meetings to find the plan
Deciding the fate of the family of man
So hard - whatever are we coming to
Yes, it's so hard - with so little time
And so much to do
Memories replacing the loves that we've lost
Burning our bridges as soon as they're crossed
Factories built where the rivers ran
And time's running out for the family of man
So hard
So hard - so hard
So hard - family of man
So hard - family of man ....