The crash, it must have been horrendous nThe piles of dust and dismantled mannequinsnA fire, bright concrete abstractionnMy rope and neck swung back againnnDon't lose your headnnThe rest, they stood around just watchingnI hope to God one, they were wantingnTo find spirit, it's disruptingnPull the souls out of the front seatnnDon't lose your headnnI stopped the car, turned on the parkingnGot out, looked up, and started walkingnThe sky, was trying to tell me somethingnBoy your life, it's nothing