John T. Wurzer - And So It Is Done

The night is a phantom lurking about. The beer is my closest friend
The eyes that I wear are bursting with doubt, about what they ought to defend
About all the dreams, the mixed up in-betweens and the terrors the night intends
I thought we were friends

I'm losing myself too far to the left, in fear I might get things done
The ones on the right are cynically deft, and they venerate each other's guns
They get in my skin with their guardians of sin and disguise what they know as fun
And so it is done

The day is a blessing mindless and free. My chores are a lifelong mate
I'm finding there's no one I'd rather be, or other women I might want to date
The day is unwound without knowledge of sound and it's bound to get here too late
I thought it was great

The answers to life are fuzzy and green. They lie in a pastry bun
I'm finding there's no one I've ever seen, who stares a large hole in the sun
I try as I might 'till the day turns to night but my sight gets reversed and spun
And so it is done

Written by:
John Wurzer

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