Coda

It's reasonable
That this would end someday
To wind it down
It just makes sense...
But then again
In fantasies
I dreamed it could continue indefinitely
But that's a delusion
It's time to accept reality

This act has drawn to a close
A term unopposed
A cycle of self provision
Obscene, stained crimson and green
It's magnificent
Yeah, now come to your senses

Please sound the bell, let's meditate
On these events
We'll seek counsel, and pontificate
A message sent
In dreams I seemed
To somehow be the hero, despite evidence
We rolled the dice and laid our claim
We chose this path



Credits
Writer(s): Mike Patterson
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