(In Text)
Let's count, 'til 2020.
5, foods are plenty;
4, promise of reorient;
3, plead it was urgent.Epiphany we struck;
2 and 1 we are shocked.
It hit us--isolation
Life's a sudden rotationOutdoors waved goodbye
Smiles, in masks they lie
5,4,3 and never be one
Sunrise, freedom's gone.