Solillaquists of Sound - All Too Common lyrics

My freedom’s future serenading the Now
From a not-too-distant reach
It equals the greatest changing
Of my furthest scenery
It hands me actuality, and then it’s history
So when we reach another
Who are we touching but ourselves?
Though most consider it a mystery
Ability only grows when
You believe in limitless capacity'
And can handle social impact when
We work in circles well
It’s how I know why I choose you
Saves my life from indecision
Of available mazes
Repetition of insatiable phases
The complacency of failed age
We accept too many shortcuts
And think the point of life is to be saved
But it ain’t

I want you to prevent the
Things you can and will
Don’t let the microscopic bother hardly
None can touch the shell you call a soul

His support’s unstable
She’s too fragile to tell
She thinks he’s far fetched cause
He progresses so well
He secretly trusts his doubt
Blaming his experience
Mistakes his intellect for old
Age and more experience
She holds on tighter, making him believe
His support is still stronger than
His skill can achieve
She tries to match his work
And convince herself to stay
But every step he makes towards
Perfection drives her trial away
She can’t get mad so she acts out of silence
She feels it’s the opposite of
Hurting her self confidence
He jokes about the consequence and
Plays it off as cute
Their relationship is beautiful'
Their confrontation mute
They settle for the surface
An emotion made of strain
The closest they come to love
Is grieving each other's pain
Bottled up past, scared to face the wind
That blows over the mask
That covers what’s within
He can’t ask her to be what he can’t define
He feels something’s missing
She feels it’s just time
Her spine is her problem, the mind is his
Logic isn’t educated in living a
Lie with someone you obsess
Killing your comfort by refusing
To stress their
Best quality as passing a test
I guess it’ll subside later on down
The line but, for now, this is a problem

I want you to prevent the
Things you can and will
Don’t let the microscopic bother hardly
None can touch the shell you call a soul