Catch Wind

Grey skies above, matching the jungle of concrete and mud
 Faces untouched, reflecting lives of the blue and unloved
 Bitter and blunt, the souls of many covet direction
 Look close enough and you might catch a glance of your reflection
 The wind tells tales of moments so sweet
 Of tragedy veiled in lies and deceit
 The surface shakes from conflict and hate
 Of innocent caught in history's wake
 Smiles fade and blend with the sky
 Emotionless grey, a jungle of concrete and lies
 I guess reality tells a story of life
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 Gazes below, staring at their feet while time passes slow
 Faces cast down, drowning their sorrows in vices unbound
 In different minds scatter the streets, yet, they feel so confined
 Look close inside and you might catch wind of ascetic lives
 The wind tells tales of moments so sweet
 Of tragedy veiled in lies and deceit
 The surface shakes from conflict and hate
 Of innocent caught in history's wake
 Smiles fade and blend with the sky
 Emotionless grey, a jungle of concrete and lies
 I guess reality tells a story of life
 The oceans sway and whisper the tides
 Their stories will fade and evolve with time
 The surface calms for a moment's grace
 A moment to count the breaths that you take
 Smiles rise and contrast the sky
 Emotional blue, a palette of scattering light
 I guess reality tells a story of life