The Sky Is the Way

This world is ordinary yet extraordinary. When you are surrounded by bright lights, when you are living a peaceful and ordinary life, when you are so devastated that you would rather die than ever see the light of day, There is such a group of people silently guarding you behind your back, They were covered in blood and had missing limbs, They only want those few words: If disaster strikes, I want to be the first to move quickly When the unknown comes, I want to give people a clue If the enemy attacks, I will risk my life