i know someone who can't recognize his own face in a crowd, he's a ball rolling down since he started, out this morning no one knows, which direction he falls
and an eerie sound, resonated when he hit the ground, made that awful sound
dreaded opening my eyes, afraid we wouldn't be here not understanding the words from my mouth
i feel like it should come with warning, too we may burn up, on re-entry
and we recede, just like everything now, and then, what comes after that
and civilizations will fall and everything we know, will crumble to the ground make that awful sound, seem familiar