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 it in the bed
Do I leave it there still sleeping or maybe kill it better yet
For this is no time for depression of 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 wings
Then put it on display
Stripped of all its beauty
Once it could not fly high away
Still alive like a passerby
Overdosed on gamma rays
Another God’s creation
Destined to be thrown away

Sitting Bull and Crazy Horse
They forged the north and west
Then you’ve got Sitting Bullshit as out sitting president
Talking to his mirror
What’s he say? What’s it say back?
A tragedy of errors
Who’ll be 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 done

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The pace of this is so beautiful, especially with Ed's vocals.

He sounds so beautiful.

Yeah this is an instant favorite.

the only thing I can compare this to is "Inside Job" and this is much better