Eroded by the Breeze - AYS

We are eroded

We are eroded by the

Breeze

I walked on the sheer of the deepest abyss

And crested my highest mass

But when i close my ignited eyes

I still follow the stream

Of these violent running rivers

And they foster a humongous sea

Where everything is eroded by the breeze

There’s no more sentiment just empty sleeves

Just a pale memory that feeds the leam of hope