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.