Synchronicity II

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 all know 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

Tha 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 so called 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 crips 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

Many miles away

Many miles away...


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