She was a peddler Dalling in 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 that have this water and we have lived through a storms and all the thunder has crashed the buildings set to trees and this earth we are still and are patients despite our and the human and yes maybe, maybe we can return the land of footed walkers, and we two footed creatures can a way to be as wise and these cities, they can grow and machines , they can disappear and yes my good friends these are our if we see the pedal pusher in of us there and she's on the shore so pay time to see and all on the banks running through your things on cars and machines, take heed its time to put on the breaks and that this is our planet and we will it if we receive so please, one child the white rose, let us ride your white rose to a brand new right and this here, will be the road we until Olympus, is all and Atlantis, can once again from the ocean and the musical, beautiful will resound and shaken every tree so the tree reverberates with you and i, and i can feel you and i, deep me and vise versa, take my hand, she will take yours and understand, we will walk on the earth as if that was sky and cloud they nod, they will know you they will know us, for what we were, what we are, and what we be, in the future far.