When something traced through the sky.
Something inperceptable.

When airwaves broke the stillness
To crackle sadness as we tried to steady

Our inner frequencies.
Where were you when it happened?

They will always say
As if a walk on the moon

Or the day a President had been shot.
And another page of history had been written

Or swept into the gallows of doublespeak.
One day i will wear something to remind me

We should never forget
In the same way that i am

A member of an assemblance of stars
Long burnt out in this ruinous plain.

Fed to me by channels moderated
By wicked homeroom teachers.

What happened that day
Was not a sign from God

But a sign of the devil
Who understood that human beings

Were a vengeful, suspicious species.
Why i am here telling you this

After the military state broke into
Our unsuspecting homes.