Nothing But Empty Air

Burning doors and falling roofs

Don’t ask how, it’s what we do

Settle down and take a seat

You’re on a journey; a trip with me

Fires burning and embers blaze

This how we’re spending the rest of our days

Navigating our way out of this maze

Let others go, we’re going to run our race

So sit down, look around

We got space and time to spare

I think I’ve found, my way out

And I got an idea where

Where we’re going, where we’ll be

Is a place not no one else can see

Nothing but empty air

The Icognito Writer


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