Synchronicity II

DJ In the Night2013年1月14日


Synchronicity II - DJ In the Night

Another suburban family morning


Grandmother screaming at the wall


We have to shout above the din of our rice crispies


We can't hear anything at all


Mother chants her litany of boredom and frustration


But we know all her suicides are fake


Daddy only stares into the distance


There's only so much more that he can take


Many miles away something crawls from the slime


At the bottom of a dark Scottish lake


Another industrial ugly morning


The factory belches filth into the sky


He walks unhindered through the picket lines today


He doesn't think to wonder why


The secretaries pout

And preen like cheap tarts in a red light street

But all he ever thinks to do is watch


And every single meeting with his so called superior


Is a humiliating kick in the crotch


Many miles away something crawls to the surface


Of a dark Scottish loch


Another working day has ended


Only the rush hour hell to face


Packed like lemmings into shiny metal boxes


Contestants in a suicidal race


Daddy grips the wheel

And stares alone into the distance


He knows that something somewhere has to break


He sees the family home now

Looming in his headlights


The pain upstairs that makes his eyeballs ache


Many miles away there's a shadow on the door


Of a cottage on the shore


Of a dark Scottish lake


Many miles away


Many miles away


Many miles away