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