Clues Lets Get Strong
Hey now, hold on
Is this what we really, really want
Or what we are told
All the greats have led paths of glory
But look at them now
Emaciated on the museum wall
Summed up in a language of decay
For a public far away
Invite the voyeurs with their noblesse oblige
On display in the glare
Is it really meant to be this way
Is it our destiny to be
So instead let's get strong
I don't want tourists flocking to my heart
And nesting with all my things
I've got wings but they aren't meant for viewing