the wind can be bitter
in cold season's bringing
and even on this walk
the sky can be decieving
but i'll sit back and watch you
neck tilted back
believe me, life will haunt you
until you examine what you lack
then life will brighten
as your eyes scale through the trees
He'll tell you, "You've forgetten
to use your praying knees"
decending to ground level
where your eyes should have been
focusing on the hand you've been holding
since the clouds sucked you in
we can't get away with ignorance
as we walk though this life
be careful to stayed focused
or your pride will be a knife