Sleeping on a time bomb, staring into space There's an ocean of unpleasantries we are not prepared to face Sitting on the fence post to watch the storm roll in And terrified of the damage it will bring when it begins It will begin Splintered dreams of unity (our lives are parallel) So far from reality (our lives are parallel) Independent trajectories (our lives are parallel) Separate terms of equality (our lives are parallel) Our lives are parallel Is there no redemption? no common good? Is there nothing we can do for ourselves? or only what we should? Comes the hard admission of what we don't provide Goes the insistence on the ways and means that so divide They so divide
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