There it is in the sky and there's the feeling that it's your time. See the neighbor. He needs one more fix. If there's a last chance, he's wasted it.
If you keep waiting for long enough, everything withers away even all you love. I see the children run behind mother. Who does mother hide behind? And when it all crashes down upon the earth, the violence that you'll feel there's nothing worse. Whether the bullet comes or you wander away, it's the same as last breath had in good old age. It's ending now, it's ending now. The good and pain in time is washing out. Maybe a fire from the sky will purge you through could be when heaven's cleaning up they'll find you.
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