Turning into Ashes

Turning into Ashes


They’ve been talking on the street, you’ve cut your hair
You’ve lost a prejudice, you’re on your feet again
But what are you doing wearing a clown’s mask?
Are you simply following or too scared to ask?

You’ve got no business here
Ain’t it clear
The souls you vowed to safe
Make no mistake
Stil hang on to a promise

But you look the other way
The wind dresses the sky for a picture
The sun draws your shade
Like a sculpture
The 5pm rolls out
A lonely couple dances
And you’re just a vision from a hazy dream
That’s turning into ashes


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