Early one morning We awoke in the grass Like stones we were scattered We could have been missiles We could have been a wall We were awoken Like adams and eves Like puppets on strings Someday our remains will jingle In the wind Time stands still the world is gone A frozen ocean an extinct sun A cosy white light in the hall I might be there after all But i hear distant whispers call A left wing a right wing The shadow of a bird That flies/goes over our heads A giant budgie as big as the world