Until the Day Is Done

Until the day is done
Where are we left to carry on
An easy speed message falls into routine
Until the day is done
Until the day is done
What have I done, what have I done?
A voice whispers, “Son, the blessed vision comes”
Providence blinked, facing the sun

These notions of glory and bull market gain
Providence blinked, facing the sun
Until the day is done

The tele-prompt flutters, the power surge brings

The verdict is dire, the country's in ruins
Until the day is done
Where are we left to carry on
So hold tight your babies and your guns

Forgive us our trespasses, Father and Son
Until the day is done
Until the day is done
Providence blinked, facing the sun
Where are we left to carry on

So we've written our stories to entertain
The business first flat earthers licking their wounds