A Song Is Not The Song Of The World

Who is the world?

Who is the world?

Who is the world?

Who is the world?

Well, I put this day together

Out of fear and in blue weather

Kept me from feeling clever

I cannot put these things together

So who's the world

Well, I am not this full moon

And I am not this fog

I am not walking with the wife

She won't be running with the dogs

She's not the world

So come a danger dancing sweetly

Come a lustful light to spin me

Come a siren bursts in me

Bright and beautiful and bending

Echoes of the world

And what good these myriad mythologies

What good these magics not to be released

What good unknowable divinity

If it's not the world

A song is not the song of the world

And shadow's not the sight of the world

A song is not the song of the world

And shadow's not the sight of the world