Take a look around, 
All things green and brown
They are here to stay.

The people walking by, 
Buildings built so high
They’ll be gone someday.

piercing sound so loud
Takes over the crowd
Watch [bad word] away.

Objects in the sky, 
Blackened all the light 
Total disarray

What a show, what a show

Take a look around
Everything you’ve found
Will be gone someday