We wrote the book on wasting time
He laughed at jokes that made no one else smile
The time we spent on kicking stones
Could've been those that changed the world
But luck wasn't on our side
In fact, it plotted our downfall
Whispering plans of attack
The warrior cry, it cried oh so loud
Now the moon shines down on your pale face
Cold and motionless
Eyes open wide in shock
Bucket kicking was never a favorite game of ours