12. No return

Options are exhausted
Narrowed down to one
Time to grasp commitment
Battle’s nearly done

This time we’re nailing
Colours to the mast
This is where we’re standing
You know us now, know us now at last

In all of our new courage
Can you smell the fear?
At last we have conviction
At last the coast is clear

Do you need information?
Is it not evident?
Gone is consolation
Everything, everything is spent

So here we are up high plain for all to see
Ready for your ridicule ripe for repartee
For years we have prevaricated hoped you’d stay away
Here we stand in black and white and groan and wait and pray