I look out my window to a blinding bright light
Enola passes passes by
Tomorrow tomorrow
A look at tomorrow
Hysterical men women and children
Run in search of their families
I look out of my window to a blinding bright light
Enola passes passes by
Skin is she'd like that of snakes
But itís not the work of mother nature
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