direction changes like the wind.
screamin n howlin against the skin.
movement concured by a single face.
showin interest in the great escape.
blown in between breezes as road are too short.
yet long enough to feel the hard floor.
trunin around lookin back in time.
wonderin where in the hell is ones clear sky.
jumpin paths in need of fulfillment lost.
lovers fade as they've been tossed.
backwards one goes to find their way.
searching for the answers of a gone n done day.
behind ones fallen to the hands of lies.
watching another from time to time cry.
disatached from all ones known.
walking out on the wind for ones grown.
against odds broken n empty.
wantin time spent that's good n plenty.
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