Synchronicity II Songtext / Lyric

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 somewhere something 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...

Many miles away...

Many miles away...