INTRODUÇÃO :                       The battle’s been lost the war is not won          An addled republic a bitter refund       The business first flat earthers licking their wounds            The verdict is dire the country’s in ruins      Providence blinked facing the sun         Where are we left to carry on        Until the day is done Until the day is done As we’ve written our stories to entertain         These notions of glory and bull market gain            The teleprompt flutters the power surge brings         An easy speed message falls into routine             Providence blinked facing the sun          Where are we left to carry on        Until the day is done Until the day is done A voice whispers "Son       The blessed vision comes."    What have I done     What have I done   So hold tight your babies and your guns           Forgive us our trespasses father and son            Providence blinked facing the sun         Where are we left to carry on        Until the day is done Until the day is done Until the day is done FINAL :