What do they do?

What do they do

for me and you?

What do they do,

my friends?


What have they left

to lift us up above this

lot and bring the better

to this day and place?


What have they done?

What have they said that’s new

and might be a vision splendid?


What do they want that’s not

already taken or forsaken

in the despair of living?


What do they do?

O what do they do

for me and you who

live in a spell without magic?