Parallel
Bad Religion
The Gray Race

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
Our lives are parallel
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
Side by side suffering loneliness
Our lives are parallel
Phony collective progress
Our lives are parallel
Accepting that it's all such a mess
Our lives are parallel
Gesturing without hope of redress
Our lives are parallel
Our lives are parallel
Our lives are parallel
Our lives are parallel
Our lives are parallel
Forging little plays of deception and pain
As we watch our foundations crumble away
Staggering like birds against a hurricane
And trying all the while to stay out of each other's way
Broken dreams of unity
Our lives are parallel
Independant trajectories
Our lives are parallel
Screaming out for understanding
Our lives are parallel
Turning inward and suffering
Our lives are parallel
Parallel
Parallel
Parallel
Parallel
Our lives are parallel
Our lives are parallel
Our lives are parallel
Our lives are parallel
Our lives are parallel
Parallel
Our lives are parallel
Our lives are parallel
Our lives are parallel

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