For the Sake of Brevity

Listen up cubs, please don’t be afraid
This is the worst news I swear I’ll have to say to you
Mom’s not here.
God took her elsewhere, she’s playing with deer,
Where the snow is blistling years after years.
I swear she’s not dead
But she’s never coming back again.
Antarctica look what you did to us
Antarctica look what you did to us
Antarctica look what you did to us
You fucked it up
And for the sake of brevity, I’ll sum this up.
You opened my eyes, and closed them at the same time.