Who you gonna build that new world with
Anyway
The pain of it, of letting go
Of holding the future for moments
Then dropping back into
The steel cages
The proper ways to be in
Capitalism, whatever you call it
Your family suffers through all your dreaming
Loving you
And at peace in the darkness
Something akin to faith
Can also keep you going
But you, spoiled
Have glimpsed something immense
Knowing about it
Threatens to break your mortal heart
The world where it is
It all is, that loving living place
Where you belong,
And nothing, nothing belongs
In any way, to any one
You have tasted that freedom
Of being present without attachment
The rich dark place
Of different kinds of love
All true, all whole
Now, it is theory
For the few from now
You’d like to be with then
Your sacred hoard
Your grand familia
Your deepest laughter
Your sweetest day
And who you gonna build that future with
Anyway
The intimate stranger
Who may give you everything
Except your joy?
Or the heavy stones
Who make you grieve and truly smile
Trying to lift them
As they cling with both hands
To the farthest shore