Above there are butterflies flit fluttering through the air but as you look down below its over flowing with despair. Its doom and gloom, its everything we've learnt to hate and fear. Too late to fix the wrong turns we've made along the roads of life we have to live with what we've done as long as were alive. So as you watch the glistening of the sunset over head prepare for whats in front of you. Of when you join the dead.
