Wake up! Our limbs are shaking in face of a probability
You arms reaching through miles to rest the unrest, to quell the darkness
Wake up! Our hands are building a bridge of complete immunity
Our words breaking through blindness to change the face of the word of friendship
Last night I wrote a new fable based on the vigor of lions
Last night I ate at the table and listened to stories of courage
We strive to seem impa**ive but this newscast has shaken
Arms stretch for miles and miles
Our blood has been thin and this day is cutting
Our thoughts reach out like a phone line
Although hours break us we still bleed the same
Books soaked with the words describing the nights that we rewrote time
Drives where d**h was cheated, roads turn to thoughts, we hold them
Letters sent hours late; We bleed aimlessly