Where are we now?
In our suits and offices,
Hiding away from the world in the name of income
Losing ourselves to live, all so alone
Even in the crowd, colleagues are not schoolmates,
Now there are rules, acceptable smalltalk, never get close
Work takes over our lives yet we are expected to find our friends elsewhere
Expected at work to be workers, robotic and well behaved
Keeping personality for the home life we are losing
This battle with ourselves as the world pits home against work
We drown our dreams in ambition and pretend to be happy
Keep busy so as to avoid the time to think
Because if we think too hard about it we may fall
We coast between too close to the sun and too far from the light
Documenting our flight on the internet
Keeping in our hearts the secret: we are falling.
Who are we now?