Interlude

Please, spread them! Fly to end all the sadness in your eyes, miles and miles away. Step around the walls we've built to defend abundance assail. We're close to the end of Ismael. Ismael. Watch us now, forward not back. Late, too late to change the track for Ismael. Breathe, I'm sorry for the echoes. Sorry, sorry. Breathe, oh sorry for the echoes, and it gets us high, and it gets us down again.