World On Fire

How am I still in the dark when the world is on fire
 Lit by the passing of sparks I crouch low in my shadow
 When the world is on fire
 How am I still in the dark
 A puppet, a toy
 I am safe in my shadow
 Backlit by the passing of sparks
 I wake up from a media blackout
 Feed my child and we head outside
 Here be monsters --
 How do I tell her about them
 You know for now I'll just let that one slide
 I want in on Lucinda's sweet old world
 If it's there
 I swear to god there are days that
 Song's what gets me out of bed
 The world is on fire
 So how am I still in the dark
 I see you there too
 You're low in your shadow
 But lit by the passing of sparks
 I wake up from a deep winter blackout
 And I see all the summer creeps crawling out
 I swear to god there are days
 That thought's what sends me back to bed
 The world I son fire
 So how am I still in the dark
 Out of this madness is something unravelling
 How am I so in the dark
 Why am I so in the dark
 How am I so in the dark
 When the world is on fire
 This is not the last time
 That I'm coming round again
 I'm still so pissed at you all
 This is not the last time
 That I'm coming round again
 I'm still so in love with you all