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Steamy sidewalks lined with dreams and battered garbage cans
Old men on their tired walks, Jehovahs shaking hands
Children playing silly games, so guiltless in their glee
Bead-chains tossed on chalk-drawn squares for all the world to see
A ball of fire lit up the sky like a billion summer suns
Soldiers fled their fortresses, but they didn’t bring their guns
They knew you couldn’t fight this foe, ‘twas destined from their birth
The kids were playing hopscotch when the star fell on the earth
Some laughed, some cried, while others wailed
And the dogs sent up brief howls
The old men dropped their canes and ran
As the starshine scorched their jowls
The Jehovah’s melted on their knees, they’d known it all along
The time was nigh when man would die, they had not read it wrong
The end came quickly someone said, though no one read the news
One dude jumped up and grabbed his axe, but before he sang the blues
His strings had flashed to vapor and his soul sped away
And the last chord that his fingers struck reached no ear on that day
A ball of fire lit up the sky like a billion summer suns
Soldiers fled their fortresses, but they didn’t bring their guns
They knew you couldn’t fight this foe, ‘twas destined from their birth
The kids were playing hopscotch when the star fell on the earth
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