Banks and Ballrooms

Banks and Ballrooms - The Lonely Wild

So you can't believe the night when

She says you're on fire

In an empty street

Even the moon says she's a star

When she's staring white

With the sunlight

And you and I are of the same dust

And we both watch

The great parade

But you grew up and learned the tune

Of the marching band

You fell in line

Then you built each other churches

So you could draw

Some line of truth

In the banks and in the ballrooms

What you say ain't what you do

And it's the strangest thing

The few the small

The judge and jury

The richest men carry the country

Straight to it's grave

Now we've been wronged

And we've been had

Another day here

In the promised land

You've done no wrong

You should be mad

Another day here

In the promised land

You've done no wrong

You should be mad

This ain't the good life

That you worked to have

You've done no wrong

You should be mad

This ain't the good life

And I will take anything

That the morning brings

And I will take anything

That the morning brings