We are, the end of a new begining
The start of something's end
People who have gone yet stayed
And hold onto a place now destroyed

We are, the remnants of a society
Divergent paths that never meet
And yet come together in the end
Dead and buried, we still remain

Are we the last generation?
The finale of a great symphony?
Where we go, as friends or alone
The knoll will still remain

Peace out mofos.

Ostermiller