The battle's been lost the war is not won
The adult republic the bitterly found
This is first splatter first licking their wounds
The verdict is dire the country's in ruins
Providence blinked face in the sun
Where are we left to carry on
Until the day is done
Until the day is done
So we've written our stories to entertain
These notions of glory and bull market game
The teleprompt flutters the power surge brings
An easy speak message falls into routine
Providence blinked face in the sun
Where are we left to carry on
Until the day is done
Until the day is done
A voice whispers on
A blessed pigeon comes
What have I done, what have I done?
So hold tight your babies and your guns
For God will be with us the best yet to come
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
Until the day is done