Queensrÿche Lyrics

8. Synchronicity II

Originally by The Police

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

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