On one rather fateful day
we'll wake up with our frowning faces,
only to find out that
it's the last day for all the races.

News channels will all be live,
talking about the meteor flock,
which will take away with it all life
on this blue little ball of rock.

Perhaps then we'd open up
to each other, even for just a day,
for just a moment in all these years,
together, we all will stay.

When all the bridges...