From Autumn To Ashes

Steam rising and spiraling
Then vanish in the wind
I can’t tell where the land
Ends and they sky begins
Are you acquainted with
The threat of being killed
Are you conversing with pigeons on the windowsill
And every battle has been fought
And everything I think was thought
Down and down we’ve descended
Every day keeps getting shorter
As my sleeves start getting longer
And the sidewalks overflow
Patronize pedestrian
With no sense of direction
I am lost and cant ask a question
Steam rising and spiraling
Then vanish in the wind
I cant tell when the land
Ends and the sky begins
This city is truly assaulting my senses
Unkempt unruly devour defenseless
Occupant if poverty build character
And spoils breed arrogance
Id rather consort with the low and the decadent
Every battle has been fought
Everything I think had been thought