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
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