It's What You Will

From the booklet from Feast And Famine:

We are the common, not filth and disgrace, you would know better if you saw it that way. Lock up your scapegoats and shut out the light, lock up your secrets and give your skeletons the keys. We will never be what you want the world to be, you'll never have a glimpse of what true love can see. Mind the world that's dying, it isn't yours to kill. Look around, it's what you will. Yeah we are the blue, so strong and confused, tracking down dusty roads finding what we lose. Dancing with the casualty spirits of the wars, shedding a few tears for the beggars and the whores. We will never be what you want the world to be, you'll never have a glimpse of what true love can see. Mind the world that's dying, it isn't yours to kill. Look around, it's what you will. Maybe there's a mutiny rising with the sun, to come shed some light on the damage that was done. Maybe it's an army or a sleeping four year old, resting from a hard day of "army" in the cold. We will never be what you want the world to be, you'll never have a glimpse of what true love can see. Mind the world that's dying, it isn't yours to kill. Look around, it's what you will. Yeah mind the world that's dying, it isn't yours to kill. Look around, it's what you will.