From experience, the wild world animals knew
its time to pack our suitcases
the world as we know it is ending,

but slow beats make your heart last longer
and there is no reason to upset
your being, your place of being

i said.

so stay awhile, for tho your world ends
it rebirths the same, the hope's always there
of the rebirth. it will live,

as you live and i live, i say live
and the charred remains spring.
perhaps man is god. we destroy and

i hope we can still
create.