The sun went down and the ground started sort
of grinding
A blinding light tore across the sky
A cyclone swept the landscape out and left it
completely flattened out
And several twirls of smoke unfolded like gigantic
flowersThe way the morning broke was quite unusualI should have wakened up at once, but this was no
concern of mine, so I kept on dreamingMy eyes roamed over the burning ruinsIn less time than it takes to tellAnd I felt like
And I felt like being numbed,
I felt like mesmerizedThe way the morning broke was quite unusual
More than words can say
In less time than it takes to tell
