Wake up! Our limbs are shaking in face of a probability You arms reaching through miles to rest the unrest, to quell the darkness Wake up! Our hands are building a bridge of complete immunity Our words breaking through blindness to change the face of the word of friendship Last night I wrote a new fable based on the vigor of lions Last night I ate at the table and listened to stories of courage We strive to seem impa**ive but this newscast has shaken Arms stretch for miles and miles Our blood has been thin and this day is cutting Our thoughts reach out like a phone line Although hours break us we still bleed the same Books soaked with the words describing the nights that we rewrote time Drives where d**h was cheated, roads turn to thoughts, we hold them Letters sent hours late; We bleed aimlessly