Camaraderie of the Commons

Took a gander at the stars above me
Closed my eyes and took a breath for free
Never understood the nature of madness
The tragedy of the common so they say
Are we not the ones that manifest our destiny?
Are we not the ones to spill blood in the streets?
Are we not the ones that eat our young
Destroy the land and sea
Then cry for help when all is said and done?
I could never gague a world around me
I could barely scale the walls that we've built
I shy away from hate, or at least I like to say
But aren't all men capable of evil?
Are we not the ones that manifest our destiny?
Are we not the ones to spill blood in the streets?
Are we not the ones that eat our young
Destroy the land and sea
Then cry for help when all is said and done?
Yeah cry for help when all is said and done
"Well is there such a thing as revolutions?"
Said the wax, collecting dust on the shelves
Let's make a mockery of the tragedy we sell
Camaraderie of the commons must be held
Shall we be the ones that manifest our destiny?
Shall we be the ones that clean up all our streets?
Shall we be the ones that care for young
And nurture land and sea
And live and die for camaraderie?
Yeah live and die for camaraderie