the day before disaster struck
And the day before disaster struck
Fate showered us with luck
What was about to be torn apart at the seams
Seemed to be all hopes and dreams
The day before disaster struck
None of us felt that stuck
All of us were flying high
As we soared through the sky
But all of that was the day before
Now all of us are left feeling sore
We all look upon the past
Missing what couldn’t forever last
All of us question time
Wondering when and why
Our life begins to change
And if it will ever be the same again
And the day before disaster struck
Fate showered us with luck
What was about to be torn apart at the seams
Seemed to be all hopes and dreams
The day before disaster struck
None of us felt that stuck
All of us were flying high
As we soared through the sky
We now face reality
Thinking about our vulnerability
Wondering how we changed so soon
And faced our impending doom
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