pink and yellow lights. litter up the countryside. it's like fifteen million fireflies. have eaten my eyes. they call it paranoia. but would you agree. the gunpowder scent that salts the air. is a little bit frightening? i can't believe what i'm hearing! can you believe what you're seeing? can you believe you're seeing bombs. dropping from the sky? to fall asleep to their lullablies. these shelters act as coffins here. the metal untact. the metal attack. i can't believe what i'm hearing! do you believe what you're seeing? do you believe you're seeing bombs? are you listening? why aren't you listening? to those that would survive: become a light for those who cannot shine. make more of love and less of lies. if this promise could be made good. we wouldn't have to knock on wood. you've inspired me. i always knew you could