Struck a Nerve (Bad Religion)

There's an old man on a city bus Holding a candy cane And it isn't even christmas He see's a note in the obituary That his last friend has died There's an infant clinging To his overweight mother in the cold As they go to shop for cigarettes And she spends her last dollar On a bottle of vodka for tonight And I guess it struck a nerve Like I had to squint my eyes You can never get out Of the line of sight Like a barren winter day Or a patch of unburned green Like a tragic real dream I guess it struck a nerve Every day I wander In negative disposition As I'm bombarded by superlatives Realizing very well that I am not alone Introverted I look to tomorrow for salvation But I'm thinking altruistically And a wave of overwhelming doubt Turns me to stone And I guess it struck a nerve Sent a murmur to my heart We just haven't got time To crack the maze Like a magic speeding clock Or a cancer in our cells A collision in the dark I guess it struck a nerve I try to close my eyes But I cannot ignore the stimuli If theres a purpose for us all It remains a secret to me Don't ask me to justify my life