Don't be stupid

Kick off your shoes. Dance in the street, Children. Your parents are gone. They all went to work, Children. Hop in your car. Drive home from school, Children. Walk in your house, turn on the light. All the furniture's gone, the walls washed so white that they're shining. Maybe you're wrong? This don't feel right. You just want Mom and Dad, but it's been so long that you can't remember their faces. Is this what you meant when you said that you wanted to be on your own? You're on your own now, you're on your own now, don't be stupid. You're on your own. Kick off your shoes. Dance in the street, Children. You're on your own now. Kick off your shoes. Dance in the street with the chemical sludge up to your knees. Now you're shining. Remembering how it used to be before five years escaped. Sixty more pages of numbers. Numbers.