Dracula

A new wave of leaders is coming.

Now,

we must prepare for the tide to rise.

How their caring eyes show they care

Oh, how loved I feel

My favorite people surround me

Everyone chose to love me

The clinking chain of the swing

The sweet smell of summer

Thundering sounds of someone throwing trash away in the distance

The scratching sounds of my pencil

The warm sun on my skin

Airplane flying overhead