From my place in the sun
I see the other children playing
Skipping stones
and chalk dusted denim
When an eery noice
calls out our attention
death is always looming from the sky
Though it is so
oh so blue today

Maybe I will find refuge
under the desk somewhere
But this is only Wednesday lunchtime
I remember
A day like any other

As I walk home by the lake
I run to catch the shadows
As I hold my breath
This is magic
Not today

In the evening
A dark dark cloud
Is passing
And we hope it will not rain
Just a bit of static noise
in black and white

Next day
At my friend  
Ronald is pressing the button
in full red color
as the music fades

We are playing by the red brick wall
It didn't rain last night
He is not a madman
I say
It is only a matter of time
My brother added

I remember this now
Somehow I thought the world had changed
But it was always the same
Maybe I didn't hold my breath long enough