“ABBA STOPPED MID-SONG AND SAID, “WE KNOW OUR TIME IS RUNNING OUT…” The arena was singing with them—until the music suddenly softened, as if someone had turned down the world. Four silhouettes leaned toward the microphones, and for a heartbeat the crowd didn’t cheer. They listened. Then came the words that hit harder than any chorus: ABBA STOPPED MID-SONG AND SAID, “WE KNOW OUR TIME IS RUNNING OUT…” In the rows of faces, smiles wavered into tears. People clutched hands, remembering weddings, first dances, long drives, and loved ones no longer here. The song resumed—but nothing sounded the same. It wasn’t just a performance anymore. It was a farewell in slow motion.”””
admin Introduction: **“ABBA Stopped Mid-Song and Said, ‘We Know Our Time Is Running Out…’”** The arena had been alive seconds earlier—thousands of voices rising together, a familiar chorus carrying decades of…