She was a peddler in pedals as only a can and i saw her on the of the water where the waves lit the earth, wet the there have been a thousand boats have crossed this water and we have lived through a million and with all the that has crashed the set to trees and scorched this we are still and are patients despite our and the human and yes maybe, just we can the land of Lattimores four footed walkers, and we two footed can a way to be as wise and these cities, they can grow and these , they can disappear and yes indeed my friends are our choices if we see the pedal pusher in of us there and here on the shore so pay take to see and all on the banks running through your things on cars and your machines, take its to put on the breaks and understand that is our planet and we will make it if we receive so please, one child with the white rose, let us your white rose to a brand new right and here, will be the road we build until Olympus, is all and Atlantis, can once rise from the ocean and the musical, beautiful sound will and shaken every tree so the tree reverberates with you and i, and i can feel you and i, deep inside me and versa, my hand, she will take yours and understand, we will walk on the earth as if that earth was sky and cloud they nod, they will know you they will us, for what we were, what we are, and what we will be, in the future far.