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