If I am living in the end of days
Or the end of America
Let it come

After all the things
I've been through
I'm not afraid

I'll be on the golf course
Even if they have shut it down

Even if there are hurricane force winds
And lightning
I just don't care!!

I'm alone again
How I always was

This is my game
A game I will play forever

The emptiness, The pain
And there is always more

Always more of this
Whatever it is I am doing these days

On and on
Shot after shot
Hole after hole

The therapist she
Left me
And it would have

Been nice
If she told me
She loved me

But she didn't!

And so I return to
The golf course

Despised by man
Misunderstood
Hated

My akward shoulder and hip
Forever alone

When judgement comes
There is nowhere to run
Or hide

When judgement comes
To America

I am sitting all day
Alone again

Month after month!

America dies slowly

I return to the mountains
Like Gollum
Hobbling around

To eat a small fish
Out of the stream

Pretty women
Didn't like me!

And all I ever wanted
Was to find a mistress

A loving woman who
Would listen to me cry
And comfort me

But of course
Things you desire
Don't usually ever come true

A man that likes women
But is never around them

I am always tired
It's this earth
This existence
That I find exhausting

Eating
And seeing and seeing
The same thing

My female friend is not coming

And so I go to hit
Golf *****

Return to the golf course
Until Jesus the Savior returns