Make What You Can

Compassion is silent
We live in a violent age
Entitled triumphs over shame
The language is violent
Authority sees no shape
It's now either or, no middle way

I'm angry, but I'm not explicit
The message was there, but you blinked and you missed it
I'm trying not to disengage

It's too late
Too late for too many
Filling in forms
Waiting in line
There's only so long you can wait

I make what I can
But the future gets further away
You've gotta make what you can
But the future gets further away
It gets so far away that I find myself afraid
That everything that I've worked for would be taken away

So anachronistic
Anachrony for a name
And parliament laughing in our faces
'Cause language is violent
Is somebody on the take?
We're feeling violence everyday

I'm angry, but I'm not explicit
The message was there, but you blinked and you missed it
I'm trying not to disengage

It's too late
Too late for too many
Filling in forms
Waiting in line
There's only so long you can wait

I make what I can
But the future gets further away
You've gotta make what you can
But the future gets further away
It gets so far away that I find myself afraid
That everything that I've worked for would be taken away
I make what I can
But the future gets further away
You've gotta make what you can
But the future gets further away
It gets so far away that I find myself afraid
That everything that I've worked for would be taken away