The droning of the cars on the road was her lullaby. 

 The birds still sang and the sun still shown but it really didn't seem to matter anymore to Sean. 

 They rattled their self-made cages and decried a system they'd helped build year after year. 

He sang about equality while living in luxury. 

A glitch in the system and the glitch whole world glitch feels the glitch. 

 When Chase woke up in the middle of the night thinking not about work but about his long-unfinished novel, he knew something had finally shifted for the good. 

 The music of the midway was a cacophonous siren song.