The sun went down and the ground started sort of grinding

A blinding light tore across the sky

A cyclone swept the landscape out

and left it completely flattened out

And several twirls of smoke unfolded like gigantic flowers

The way the morning broke was quite unusual

I should have wakened up at once,

but this was no concern of mine,

so I kept on dreaming

My eyes roamed over the burning ruins

In less time than it takes to tell

And I felt like

And I felt like being numbed,

I felt like mesmerized

The way the morning broke was quite unusual

More than words can say

In less time than it takes to tell