Blown with the Wind

I'm being blown with the wind
Never finding solid ground
Being blown faster, faster
No one can hear a sound

The birds have all flown away
Leaving me with my thoughts
But the wind keeps on blowing me
And the pain experienced is one that cannot be taught

My tears are crying me a river
So I can sail away
To get away from this wind
And sail into another day

My hopes have kept me afloat
Drifting down this endless river
It's like I am the arrow
And the water is my quiver.

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