As THEY stood slightly tilted in sequence facing downhill
The air flowed upwards circulating lifting And ascending
The wind was gusting uphill and warm rays of light gathered above
As THEY stood slightly tilted in sequence facing downhill

THEY stood still unlike the air
With dimmed site,clouded are THEY
THEY would increase speed rolling to down below
The air would thicken deeper THEY go
Why was south so easy a way
THEY are forgotten souls of yesterday
THEY stood still unlike the air
With dimmed site,clouded are THEY

THEY mechanically all turned in a line
With points of there pointy noses turned upwards facing the sun
Above the air was free and clean
THEY are cold,no glimmering light beams in sight
THEY wished to warm there noses as there lips kissed the light
THEY couldn't roll uphill with ease
THEY would have to get down and crawl on there knees
THEY mechanically all turned in a line
With points of there pointy noses turned upwards facing the sun

THEY stood oblivious
Lost between up and down
There gaze stuck sideways
In the darkness of the night THEY couldn't see
The air dingy and brown., not clean and free
Caught in the middle between now and then
THEY stood oblivious
Lost between...