ashes
I close my eyes
only for a moment
and the moment's gone
all my dreams
pass before my eyes a curiosity
dust in the wind
all we are is dust in the wind
And all your money
won't another minute buy
Dust in the wind
all we are is dust in the wind
dust in the wind
everything is dust in the wind
Rulers make bad lovers
You better put your kingdom up for sale
Did she make you cry
Make you break down
Shatter your illusions of love
Is it over now--do you know how
Pick up the pieces and go home.
We are dust and to dust we will return.
So what? Why are the moments of joy so few and far between?
And who would want another minute of this worthless life?
it is very over now, who wants the pieces or the home?
So it's time to move on. Time to take stock
time to leave it all behind...no one will even know
10 comments:
I don't get this.
There are much more significant things in reference to me that you will never get.
I am pretty sure I get this, as usual.
I highly doubt that anyone at all gets this...I wish one person cared enough to even ask. But then why would they?
nevermind then
Beautiful. Keep writing.
you're like the mother who loves the ugly child. Thank God for a friend like you :)
Oh, shut up! :) SO not true- you have talent, sir.
well I have a few talents....mostly wasted on the unappreciative. But the practice sure is fun. Thanks for stopping by.
Anytime. See you in a week and a half ish.
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