She was a peddler Dalling in as only a can and i saw her on the brink of the where the lit the earth, wet the sands there have been a boats that have crossed this water and we have lived through a storms and with all the has crashed the buildings set fire to and this earth we are here and are learning despite our and the human and yes maybe, just we can return the land of four walkers, and we two footed creatures can find a way to be as and cities, they can grow flowers and these machines , can disappear and yes indeed my friends these are our if we see the pedal pusher in front of us and she's on the shore so pay take to see and all y'all on the running through your on cars and your machines, take heed its time to put on the breaks and that this is our and we will make it if we just so please, one child with the white rose, let us your white rose to a brand new here and this here, will be the road we Olympus, is all around and Atlantis, can once again rise the ocean and the musical, beautiful sound will and shaken every tree so the reverberates with you and i, and i can feel you and i, deep inside me and vise versa, take my hand, she will take and understand, we will walk on the earth as if that earth was sky and every will nod, they will know you they will us, for what we were, what we are, and what we will be, in the future far.