the arch stays so we may go, it spans beyond so we may connect
Connection that bends time and blends character
stretching careless and sanguine over everyone's heads
Hoping the sky isn’t falling onto our laps
we drink tea and look up in anticipation
Above all the debris clouded with fear
the future continues to lurch into the station
Gathering as freedom seems near
Our wits, loose change, and spears of sunlight
Taking a toll as we try to brake loose
Into a future that incessantly arrives
As Familiarity is key in steering the road ahead
We wonder as the bones of the world cough:
How many bridges does it take to cross-off the world