In the city the commute is a silent train
Full of tired workers
Blank stares, discomfort, and caffeine
Keep them awake
And it seems so sad to me
But it's honorable still
And I wish them peace
At this pace, it'll never change
And I think I'm finally over it
These words fall on deaf ears
And everybody's hell looks different
It changes shape but it never goes away
In the suburbs kids are getting high today
Out of boredom
Their parents moved here to feel safe
But they don't match the scenery
Fences work both ways
They keep some out and they keep some in
It's another day
At this pace, it'll never change
And I think I'm finally over it
These words fall on deaf ears
And everybody's hell looks different
It changes shape but it never goes away
In a classroom there's a child with thoughts of death on his mind
In a hospital there's an old man looking back on his life
And I wonder why some people see the beauty
While others see the pain
Entertainment, politics
Consumers, cops, religious tricks
Ugly, sad, or beautiful
Sometimes it feels so trivial
We need some time
We need some space
We need some help
For us to understand
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