If all the world's a stage The actors know their names But you claim to know the world When you know a few in it Pay attention to the story they allow you to admit when You're passionate and angry Euphoric and ecstatic If you're devastated and sad People don't call it grieving until the worst they've ever had Comes crashing down Shocked peril becomes anointed first And then there's suddenly- Suddenly no response Worth a word Only eyes widened, heavy hearts burning This is called grieving Oooh- in this grieving There is power here You don't know it yet Oooh the worst of enemies They don't know how to grieve But you're all fighting to be seen And I get it But when you, lower your head and Grieve You lower your eyes and Grieve Their true identity is seen Because its not anything they mean The power we have to apologise together is a way they know the blood oath breaks Because if we talk just like them They see us as "the world" If all the people you've known in your life Excited or frightened you some way So you need to believe in a fantasy to make it controlled That's the same as redemption That's not the same as release You run to the churches and spiritual workers Trying to set something free When you need to Grieve Oooh- in this grieving There is power here You don't know it yet Oooh the worst of enemies They don't know how to grieve But you're all fighting to be seen And I get it But when you, lower your head and Grieve You lower your eyes and Grieve Their true identity is seen Because its not anything they mean The power we have to apologise together is a way they know the blood oath breaks Because if we talk just like them They see us as "the world" That doesn't need to be how this ends So inhale- and breathe Exhale and Grieve Standing in unity We divide the two that need us Cults and all society Never meant to be combined Their cancer isn't mine And you have a choice to bind to their greed Or let yourself grieve If wealth is money to them Then revenge and repentance to you is how you spend Give in the material you need to prove something And let it grieve Because in this grieving There is power here You don't know it yet Oooh the worst of enemies They don't know how to grieve But you're all fighting to be seen And I get it But when you, lower your head and Grieve You lower your eyes and Grieve Their true identity is seen Because its not anything they mean The power we have to apologise together is a way they know the blood oath breaks Because if we talk just like them They see us as "the world" When we won't accept their way then they can't hide Anymore And the kids can be saved
