Dream Theater Lyrics of the Day, Edition II

I’ve waited long enough, I think, for the second installment.  One of the better rock treatments of the perils of stardom and success:

Misunderstood, from the 2002 release Six Degrees of Inner Turbulence.  Lyrics by John Petrucci, to music that builds from soft chord strumming to full-bore metal to cacophonous tension in simultaneous, different time signatures.

Waiting
In the calm of desolation
Wanting to break
From this circle of confusion

Sleeping
In the depths of isolation
Trying to wake
From this daydream of illusion

How can I feel abandoned even when the world surrounds me?
How can I bite the hand that feeds the strangers all around me?
How can I know so many,
Never really knowing anyone?

If I seem superhuman,
I have been misunderstood

It challenges the essence of my soul
And leaves me in a state of disconnection
As I navigate the maze of self control
Playing a lion being led to a cage,
I turn from a thief to a beggar,
From a god to God save me

How can I feel abandoned even when the world surrounds me?
How can I bite the hand that feeds the strangers all around me?
How can I know so many,
Never really knowing anyone?

If I seem superhuman,
I have been misunderstood

Playing a lion being led to a cage,
I turn from surreal to seclusion,
From love to disdain,
From belief to delusion,
From a thief to a beggar,
From a god to God save me

How can I feel abandoned even when the world surrounds me?
How can I bite the hand that feeds the strangers all around me?
How can I know so many,
Never really knowing anyone?

If I seem superhuman,
I have been misunderstood