The greenest of green
Meets the bluest of blue
Like sky meeting earth
In a century or two
Heaven takes a parting of ways
To touch the Earth
Like a fate to be made
That's not even worth
The sky and the Earth
Touch but one soul
And with that soul
Earth took a toll
Although most of it was up
Everything was down
And it all came crashing
Onto one town
People were screaming
Many were hurt
Ash was to be seen
As well as dirt
There's no doubt about it
This was the end
But after a while
Earth was beginning to mend
Blue was now seen
As was some green
Little patches of grass
Seemed to be made out of glass
And all was well
In the world
