The Quiet Persuader

Pacing hotel room hallways
Trying to call you, not getting through
Driving congested highways
Closing whatever space that I can
A calming, a calming effect
That is only achieved by arguing with those kind enough to listen to you
And then there's me, I'm the quiet persuader
Willing things to just happen
While everyone else is working, working for something

Oh, to accept the space between what we do and what we dream of
Every compromise, every sacrifice just builds up the shame
Is it so much to ask, to make a life out of this?
I should be choosing my words, but I'm throwing my fists
I should be building up a wall against a sedative complacency, but nothing's gonna calm it down and no one's getting through to me

Just how much longer can we stay?
Just how much more can we take?
We should be making our marks but we're cleaning the walls
I was counting the miles
(Will you remember me?)
You were counting the days
(Will you remember?)
Ain't it strange the numbers we wanted
(Will you remember me?)
Were moving in opposite ways?
(Will you remember?)