22 Dec 2025
I was thinking on the death of democracy
Staring up into the morning sun
Up above the eagles were wheeling
Waiting for their chance to come
Every day time with its own light
Is crossing over into night
Up north the glaciers weep into lakes
The floods are due in a month’s time
The west coast is talking independence
In the capital things are going fine
Feels like I’ve seen this one before
I know the game I know the score
Do your cooking in the morning before the gas goes out
Get a generator, stock up on supplies
Chaos is coming and nothing you do can stop it
But you can make some friends and improvise
The future it is coming on fast
There’s no use living in the past