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