The view from my window reveals a fright
Nothing is moving, it’s a desolate sight
Something is happening, i cannot discern
I know it’s not the pure light, not feeling its burn
Please be aware, and be observant too
It’s getting dark out there, everything is still
A paralysis of fear may come creeping in yet
But Truth will remain, the final word is not set
Don’t know when I’ll touch my sweet love again,
Don’t know when I’ll hug my family and friends
But as everything ends, rebirths begin anew
Meet you round the bend, we rise as the dew.
