The earth was trembling on their wedding day   The sun was cold, the sky was chrome   They spoke their lines like actors in a play   Changed their clothes and hurried home      Now in their dreams, the season lingers   There is no wisdom in this pain   She turns the ring around her finger   He hopes that somehow things will change      We cry to the wind to mend what's broken   But where on earth, can we rest assured?   Who'll spin these dreams into something golden?   Who'll fix the hole at the top of the world?   The top of the world      The dogs were howling around the White House   Election day in the land of the mall   I have no hopes, no expectations   I watch my shadow grow on the wall      And through my heart, this empty wind blows   There is no wisdom in this pain   There are no bars across these windows   But I'm a prisoner just the same      We cry to the wind to mend what's broken   But where on earth can we rest assured   Who'll spin these dreams into something golden   Who'll fix the hole at the top of the world?   The top of the world      If our hearts became our anvils   If wisdom's hammer was in our hands   Could you and I build something better?   Do you think our hearts would understand?      We cry to the wind to mend what's broken   But where on earth can we rest assured?   Who'll spin these dreams into something golden?   Who'll fix the hole at the top of the world?   Top of the world, yeah