- It's the first day of many.

- It's the turn of the tide.

- Where we can begin to smell the open air and look ahead instead of behind.

- What shall we do with our time

- The life

- I see many things, swirling around in there. What do I want it all to become?

- It must become something.

- Looking around, I see buildings, they all feel empty.

- They look pretty from the outside but what is inside?

- I mean look at them. Don't they?

- In just my sight, there are over thousands of rooms. How many bodies fill them?

- And if there are thousands of bodies, think of all the bodies just confined to a room. All right next to each other