Moved on from despondency and left it in the bed
Do I leave it there st4ill sleeping on maybe jkill it better yet?
For this is no time for depression on self indulgent hesitance
This fucked-up situation calls for all hands, hands on deck

Freedom is as freedom does and freedom is a verb
They giveth and they taketh and you fight to keep what you’ve earned
We saw the destination, got so close before it turned
Swim sideways from this undertow and do not be deterred

Floodlight dreams go drifting past
All the lines we could’ve had
Distant loves floating above
Close these eyes, they’ve seen enough

Caught the butterfly, broke its wings then put it on display
Stripped of all its beauty once it could not fly high away
Still alive like the passer-by overdosed on gamma rays
Another “Gods” creation destined to be thrown away

Sitting bull and crazy horse come forged the north and west
Then there’s sitting bullshit as our sitting president
Talking to his mirror, whats he say, whats it say back?
A tragedy of errors, who’ll be last to have a laugh?

His best days gone hart to admit
Throwing away punches with nothing to hit
Luminous thoughts were once all he had
Fading lights, lost eloquence
There’s still a fire in the engine room
Knows relief will be coming soon

What’s to be done
Carve a path for Rivers reign
Much to be done
Oceans rising with the waves

Held by these thoughts
They refuse to slip away
Hangman in dreamland
About to call your name

Much to be done… much to be done