UP NEPA.

Nothing makes sense anymore

Nothing at all makes sense

There is no more light

There is no sun

Its been covered with rain clouds

Oh, how I hate the rain clouds

It blocks every source of light

And birth shadows

Making us look like Gollum

Fusing into the air

The power to make us zombies

And we become VEXpies

As the present depression gnaws at our flesh

Eats at the mind

Making us

Almost schizophrenic

Almost alone

Sleep walking

Till we’re out of this world

O-Y-O

On-your-own

And bankrupt in every sense

But then I remember

That I once was lost

And unaware of the road

That I’ve gotten so used to strutting on

I was once alone

Before I got here

I remember the sound of the bell

On the first day

It brought the light

I joined a host of others to shout UP NEPA

And we were happy to see

All things bright and beautiful

I am encouraged

And I know

Light will come again

And we will sing, clap, and rejoice

As we scream

UP NEPA once more.

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