DUST
Well the first time I’m over, waking up to see my better
Ending up sideways, holding heart shaped hands
While walking under the grey skies
Divide the blinding wind
The red sun is fading, into the setting sky
And the coldness rolls over, hands gripping the night
And a fire burns brightly, on a waiting beach
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When it seems , that we’ve come a long, long way
Paid all we had that we saved
Watch it pass us slowly away
The beat of the siren, crying in the night
Getting softer and softer, drifting out of sight
And the voice of another, is never heard from again
Divide the blinding wind
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