Until The Day Is Done — REM

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