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100 Seconds To Midnight

from Take Heart, It's Almost Over by Mark McCabe

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The end is nigh or so it seems
It’s been coming for a while but it’s definitely nearer than before
So bolt the door
and grab your crucifix or horseshoe and start polishing them up
Because you’ll need luck. Or you’ll need God.
And any other outside influence who cares to join our party
We’ve got bread and wine for days.
A sacrosanct coincidence with which to offer up your praise


But there is nothing left to grow
In this forgotten, fallow hole
There is nowhere left to go
Except this bricked up, bombed out home

We’ve seen so much, but not enough
A decade backlit by this fading light, an angelic aura glows
It masks the dirt, and hides the cracks
Shields the fuck ups and the weaknesses we clutch behind our backs
Until we’re cursed, or so it seems
Left to drown in the crescendo silence of our inner scream

There is nowhere left to hide
From this ever rising tide
There is nowhere left to go
Except this bricked up, bombed out home
Except this mess that we call home

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from Take Heart, It's Almost Over, released June 5, 2020

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Mark McCabe Bristol, UK

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