There was light and atomic
fission Swelling wind Rising ash Tide of Black Rain Cement seared
shadow traces Reminiscent of their last commands Instantly one
thousand flames arising Ill scent the burning hides surrounding A
settlement debased entirely Enola Gay had made a casual delivery
Please build a future, darling With our bomb Cherish and love it For
the sake of Earth bound kingdom come The undersides of fallen metal
trusses Evil debris of human bodies Each window's glass shards pelted
Secure confines Brittel collapse Neighbors lay beside Each other
unknowing Faces scorched of all familiar bearing, Too few hands Many
wounds for closing Marred by Thirsting Anguish Fear lamenting Here we
stand At the door to gold atomic age Don't spoil your face with worry
Trust in Earth bound kingdom come.
An August day in the hills of Spain, a pair of children emerged from a cave.
The strangest sight there alone they stood,
with skin of green and words no one had heard.
The girl was stronger, the boy was weak,
with her new mother she learned to speak.
And wove a tale of a dying sun, they had left darkness,
a dark world come undone.
They travelled so far. Believing they came from a star.
She fell through life, through time, through parallel lives.
The men of science, the men of fame, the men of letters tried to explain:
Was it parallel worlds or a twist of time to make her
think she'd fallen from the sky?
A whirlwind spun them all alone, took them from their twilight home.
Believing they came from a star.