I am so relieved
That the trouble was so well received
I am overcome
By the feeling we've already won
A few years to go without losing our heads
Let's sleep through the night in a sensible bed
The hollow hum of a too loose drum
It turns out the day is over
We wake with the sun but the moon has its pride
They're talking such nonsense we won't pick a side
All the worry and hurt all the money and dirt
It turns out the day is over