A Different Kind of Life

Early in the morning, I cry for better times Chest wide, bleeding all kinds of light But the feeling I could live without a registry Has been afforded me for such a long time And I'll try to find an end, try to shine for a while So now we find ourselves in the waiting room of history And hate ourselves for being so blind I'm so naive it's like they came up from behind me And they gouged me in the eyes So now we're holding hands through this absurdity And it seems as though the world is in decline We're in between stations, but we still hear the bells Of a different kind of life Pray we'll find our common sense Pray we'll find our hearts in all of this They said, "Be fair, give him one more try" But he checks all of the boxes of a racist troglodyte Darker dusk, the night still They say, "Come with us, before you get yourself killed" So now we're holding hands through this absurdity And it seems as though the world is in decline We're in between stations, but we still hear the bells Of a different kind of life So now we find ourselves in the waiting room of history And hate ourselves for being so blind So now we're holding hands through this absurdity And it seems as though the world is in decline We're in between stations, but we still hear the bells Of a different kind of life Of a different kind of life (of a different, of a different kind of life) Of a different kind of life (of a different, of a different kind of life)