We're thinking our lives Are moving on We're building tomorrow and beyond We'll find out our house was built upon A flood plain unknown to everyone 56 more Years to go Years to go 56 more Years to go Years to go We gather some things Made out of wood, Plastics, and raw materials You'll find out you're barely scraping by And falling behind 56 more Years to go Years to go 56 more Years to go Years to go What happens if I beg for more?