Soul Watcher

I watch these Souls as they wander You can see the ones that are lost Their village of stone has no feeling Cold as the night it lives under Oppurtunities are few and farfetched For those who know not their way Wanting only to make it easier And great is the price that they pay These streets are filled with Dreamers Some fall and some grow wings While others sway In the lime light decay Of a brokenhearted being..