The Lot of Us

When we ride our bikes and we don't fall down And we ride in the driveway and we ride into town Our family cries as we ride away And we visit our friends but we never stay So faithfully the turning is clear The movement of the wheels, dear So faithfully the cog and the spring Spokes go around and the gears sing When we drive our cars and we don't make a crash And we drive to some buildings and we drive to some grass We crisscross the country 'til we settle down And we listen to music as the sun goes down So faithfully we stomp on the breaks Growling, squealing So faithfully we make our mistakes Howling, beaming The lot of us When we fly in our planes and we go so far And we're up so high like the smallest star We go to the places we've never been and We go to see Grandma and we go see Christine When we walk with our legs, we move on our feet And our knees get the job done and they cross the street We walk through the city and we walk through the trees and We're holding hands The lot of us