You ran a tight ship back when the children were growing up
Under your feet
They had to be broken, or else how would they ever know
The done thing?
The weak can’t appreciate the loneliness and necessity of strength
You stand alone.
And then they had the audacity to grow up as themselves.
Forgetting who they are
Associating with Not Our Kind Of People
They had to be left to die
They’ll soon come back to beg for your forgiveness
You stand alone.
What do you stand for
Now that the world that you ruled is shut outside your door
Mighty on your throne
But not even the strength to pace the floor
Consumed with being right
And getting righter every day
You stand alone
You sit alone
You lie alone
This rock, this island, so many times conquered
The mongrel drew blood to rule the yard
Then grew complacent, convinced of its pedigree
Sold on eugenic purity
Roll up the drawbridge, hold back the invaders
They only come to ride your coattails
You stand alone.
What do you stand for
Now that the world that you ruled is shut outside your door
Mighty on your throne
But not even the strength to pace the floor
Consumed with being right
And getting righter every day
You stand alone
You sit alone
You lie alone
You die alone.
