Seven O'Clock

Seven o'clock in the morning

Got a message from afar

Down under an oasis

Where there are dreams still being born

And summer spoke to winter

Relaying all encouraging words

And I was fully grateful mutant

Messages were heard

Moved on from my despondency

And left in the bed

Do I leave it there still sleeping

Or maybe kill it, better yet?

For this is no time for depression

Or 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

That 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 wing them put in on display

Was stripped of all its beauty

Once it could not fly high away

Oh, still alive like a passer-by overdosed

On gamma rays

Another God's creation

Destinated to be thrown away

Sitting Bull and Crazy Horse

They forged the north and west

Then you got Sitting Bullshit

As our sitting President

Oh, talking to his mirror

What's he say? What's it say back?

A tragedy of errors

Who'll be the last to have a laugh?

His best days gone, hard to admit

Throwing angry 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

So held by these thoughts

They refuse to slip away

Hangman in dreamland

About to call your name

Much to be done

Much to be

Much to be done

Much to be

Much to be done

Much to be

Much to be done