In and out bricks.

Thats holds good for me, Stretching a graph of depression, Verses the line of happiness, Up...Down , Up...Down ,Up...Down , Blue merging down, Grey making its new shine, Those tiny hair cracks getting involved, Rust recrudesce its area, Slipping off was accompanied, Voids were see through now, Catchment area increasing with null identity, Corners were filleting, Migrants could be seen capturing the new town, No more originality, Hollow depths , Up...Down , Up...Down ,Up...Down ,