Plans For J.D. - Bruford

She hates to fight

She’s learned to just pretend he’s right

She feels no pain

She used to care, but now she looks back to the things he used to be

With no warning and no final say

He’ll find time runs out on him and his plans for Judgement Day

It makes no sense

His every thing is in the future tense

He’s wasting time

The past is gone, the present lingers a mist before the dawn

There’s no fooling and no final say

He’ll find time runs out on him and the games he needs to play

And his plans for Judgement’s Day

You’re wasting time

The more you talk the more you realise the man’s made up his mind

It’s not money that he’s rolling in

But the fear of endless night and his plans for Judgement Day

You hate to fight

You’ve learned to just pretend he’s right

You’re wasting time

You used to care, but now you look back to the things he used to be

There’s no fooling and he won’t forget

The way you ran out on him and his plans for Judgement’s Day