Your hopes were high too long
As a poor soul tweaked on meth
You’re pouring through ancient scrolls
For answers to its death
You struggle with comfort songs
Forgot how this works out for the best
The earth shook Lisbon,
And now you let your slogans rest
You remember where you stood the day
Of every major tragedy
The angels knew to weep
The poets came to sweep
But the evils of today
Can't be explained away
Where do you stand
Now the world soon surely ends
Encrypting your messages
Hoard the books before they burn
The willing rotisserie of the earth roasts while it turns
Things they look different now
Can’t place your hand over your chest
You picture the flag
See in each stripe jail-bars at best
And even bud-light signs present
As alarmingly dystopian
Your local craft brew brand
It trembles in your hand
As you learn the golden rule
Is now, too, partisan
Where do you stand
Now the world soon surely ends
Is this change at all
Or were you blind
Are you now a cynic or just realistic
Or just running for your life
Others can shake it off
Swivel straight back to normal life
But you’re in a war room
With the doors locked from inside
Your parents once protected you
But now they are a target too
Your mother says she’ll march
Your friends bleed out their hearts
Can a feather punch a wall
Things are out of your control now
Where do you stand
Now the world soon surely ends
You remember where you stood the day
Of every major tragedy
Where do you stand
Now the world soon surely ends
Recorded live at St Buryan Church, the latest from Sarah McQuaid is a showcase for the simple power of voice & guitar. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 16, 2021