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As it carves out anger in a blood-red band,
Destroyed tomorrow by an unknown hand;
- my home.
Is this the way out from the endless scene?
Or just an entrance to another dream?
And the light dies down on broadway.


His heart, now a little bristly, is shaken by a surge of joy and he starts to run, arms wide open, to the way out. at this precise point in time his ears pick up a voice screaming for help. some
S struggling in the rapids below. it's john.

But as the skylight beckons him to leave,
He hears a scream from far below.
Within the raging water, writhes the form
Of brother john, he cries for help.


He pauses for a moment remembering how his brother had abandoned him. then the window begins to fade - it's time for action.

The gate is fading now, but open wide.
But john is drowning, I must decide
Between the freedom I had in the rat-race,
Or to stay forever in this forsaken place;
Hey john!
He makes for the river and the gate is gone,
Back to the void where it came from.
And the light dies down on broadway.