There is a boy with a striped scarf
and crooked glasses and a crooked grin...

Nostradamus spoke of this day.
Nostradamus, the Mayans, Webbot, they all spoke of...

When a parental hug can no longer quench your...
And you see the world for what it truly is...

Mindless chatter melds with bells
laughter coats the room, comforting all...

You put the key into my ignition
My engine rumbles...

Flip flop
Tick tock...

Searching for the answer,
Looking for the truth...