We had a good life, my love

We ruled the world

We lived in our own world

We trusted each other and loved each other.

We lived in this pigeon world

You and I were meant for each other,

You and I were chosen,

You and I were joined by the lowly,

Where is the world?

Where are the people?

In this country of cheaters and liars?

It ended slowly

It’s a story you can tell to crows.