In common

In a world where no one is listening
We sit secretly cynical
We see through different lenses, you and I
not just the ones that rest on our noses
Singular observers in a swarm of teenage drama queens
always speaking, they hear nothing
Silently we watch useless words fall from their lips
mourning each one with our snideness.

So similar yet different, you and I
each day more resigned to our fate
To live in a world of so much noise
while music goes unheard, our idols misconstrued
A search for truth compells us, though we've chosen different paths
We confuse each other like we confuse ourselves
I think that's what we have in common.