The Dust Collector

Man:
I-I remember brushing past, rushing through the cold air I remember falling on
my knees just as all the ancient guns go off (ah!)
Then I saw in all the world
(Stop that!)
Her head thrown back like she was going to sing grand opera
My last thought was: ‘Funny- It was all over'
Was it the
Was it the
And our hearts sang on
On
On
And our hearts sang on
Man:
Then it all came out in one piercing, crazy scream
Woman:
DAMN!!!
4th Wall Breaker Man:
Fellas, I don’t like to complain, but can we play something that isn’t so
artistic?