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

Until the day is done

Until the day is done

Until the day is done