A Far Cry

Now you’ve handed down a sweeping indictment
So here we stand before the court
We’ll try to answer all the charges
We’ll do our best to keep it short
We stand accused of failing to deliver
Of falling short of your ideal
We’re so sorry to discover
That’s the way you feel

Well, all right, it’s a far cry
It’s a white lie, it’s a black eye, and a
Not so nice try
It’s a far, far, far cry

We move to dismiss the charges against us
It’s not as if we are to blame
The fondest hope is not a promise
Though from a distance they might look the same
So wait your turn, and have a little patience
You’ll get your chance to make things right
When that day comes, we’ll be expecting
Improvements overnight

Yeah, well, all right, it’s a far cry
It’s a white lie, it’s a black eye, and a
Not so nice try
It’s a far, far, far cry