And so to dance within the streets

 

where the crying adults do meet

 

There was a bridge just formed

 

over a place full of wasps

 

raging in one place

 

as if there was no

 

escape

 

No way out

 

you see the old man shaking

 

No way out

 

he coughed and yelled

 

now the wasps froze

 

then fell

 

Hello!

 

and the road expanding

 

with the bridge

 

and it all seems

 

close at hand

 

yet you were feeling

 

both alive and dead

 

the stars were falling

 

and she called

 

fears evaporated

 

and smoke was

forming.