So now
The crowd disappeared in a minute
Staring at my own darkness
I watch the numbers fly
The emptiness in the horizon
What have we learn?
Are we going to change?
Is everything, is anything
Is everything, or anything gonna change?
And then
An idle world
With shattering contradictions
And miscommunication
To increase the pain
To increase indifference
And yet the white saviors hold on
Decisions for a disillusioned crowd
A great upheaval before, before what?