Walking in Traffic

Raindrops fall, as the clouds turn black, In this eerie moment, there's no turning back. (Verse 1) In a forest deep, on a school trip so grand, We found ourselves by a pool, where adventure did stand. Seven feet deep, its waters serene, Little did we know, what it would mean. As evening fell, a competition arose, To see who could hold their breath, amid nature's repose. Six kids plunged in, including me. I'm getting pretty cold (Chorus) Holding breath, beneath the stormy sky, In the depths of the pool, where secrets lie. Raindrops fall, as the clouds turn black, In this eerie moment, there's no turning back. (Verse 2) Four minutes passed, and four gave in, But me and Roy remained, beneath the rain's din. Five minutes in, the sky grew grim, As the storm approached, on a whim. Gray turned to black, lightning danced above, Yet we stayed below, locked in silent love. I saw his face, red with strain, But my own breath, began to wane. (Verse 3) With a gasp, I surfaced, breaking free, Only to realize, what I couldn't see. For beneath the waves, Roy did not emerge, A chilling truth, my heart began to verge. One year ago, he'd left this earth, Yet here he was, in this eerie rebirth. In the depths of the pool, his spirit did stay, A haunting reminder, of that fateful day. It's dark now The sun is gone (fade out) (end song)