The Joke - Islands

This isn’t a dream, don’t know why you don’t care

You see your face in a photograph, you say you weren’t there

You say, «I wasn’t there, you see, I wasn’t there!»

This is the storm and this is the warning

And this is the war and this is it forming

Still feels like no one cares, still feels like no one cares

Anything you wanna keep

Otherwise, go back to sleep

There’s some things we don’t wanna see

While the world burns, we warm our feet

Old men in bed by ten, the joke’s on me

Nothing left now but a memory

Shot by the pig with the badge and the gun

Killed by an elephant and not just the one

Maybe we should burn it down, we should burn you down

Poor little farmer, see who lit in a fire

Mister commissioner, why don’t you retire?

We’re gonna burn it down, we’re gonna burn it all down

Anything you wanna keep

Otherwise, go back to sleep

There’s some things we don’t wanna see

While the world burns, we warm our feet

Old men in bed by ten, the joke’s on me

There’s some things we don’t wanna see

While the world burns, we warm our feet

Old men in bed by ten, the joke’s on me

Nothing but a memory