Twisted fates

Birds sing Grass is green The air smells of new springtime spice Soft rains Come at night It's nice to live in paradise Air's pure Water's clear Then at last New York City calls Fast train First class cruise All while the Eiffel Tower falls Courts rule Crimes set forth And then they prove one is insane Get caught No escape Hung on the wall, wrapped in chain Souls lost Spirits gone Life itself becomes forlorn Stumble once Rise again And in the end, one is reborn