Make What You Can

Compassion in silent We're living a violent age Entitlement 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 Feeling it in false 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 For anachronistic Anachrony for a name It pull 'em laughing in our faces 'Cause language is violent If somebody undertake 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 Feeling it in false 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