All the window panes shall come crashing down around us, in the mist of  the tears and pain, Our vanishing hopes are gone and have flew away, Up above through all the twilight and night sky, Shadows are forever cast across the floor. Reflections of our soon to be past, Trembling thoughts of one and all are dwelling deep within the soul of many, A mystical sense of altered reality, has been captured by the craze, All are in bewilderment of the shock in the many, many waves. There are creatures of the dimness, chattering amongst the dark, dark green. Everything slows down into the stillness, but what is this we still and forever more see?