Analysis of Living In An Disillusioned Nation

Come across
Railroads, road signs and locomotives
And with all these empty words left unspoken
It took you long enough to notice
That everything…and everyone is moving
Way too fast…way too fast…wait to last

Coming through
The turnstiles at subway stations
We're all trying to find a way to make it
And I want to know all the dreams you've been chasing
Cause everything…and everyone is moving
Way too fast…way too fast…way to ask

Overwhelmed with
Auditory hallucinations
And over-come with the guilt of
Living in a disillusioned nation

On the freeway, doing eighty-eight
Miles an hour just so I can
Get-away Get-away Get away
From all of this nonsense

I saw you there
Waiting at the airport
But I didn't know what
You were waiting there for

in the skies…all i see are
Helicopters and aero-planes
Hovering above and smothering
All the folks, down below
And for all we know
It's all gonna be for nothing
…And I want to ask
…Is there no shame?

No shame No shame
Just place the blame
Place the blame
On everyone else

No shame No shame
Just place the blame
Place the blame
On everyone else

Always traveling
From one place
To another
Cause' it's never enough
Never enough
Secretly
I think that we
All like to
Suffer

Cause' nothing is ever as simple as riding bicycles
Or watching water drip down from icicles
Cause' something's gotta' give before we receive
But we don't ever get a god d*mn receipt

We're all riding on the same bus
And we're all trying to recover - from the same cuts
But I don't really see how today
is any different from yesterday

I don't really care
What's on the radio
Or the television
Get a move on it
Just get a move on it
Just move on
With it
And I don't really dare
To upset the balance
Cause no…no that would be
Too much of a challenge