Dust to Dust

Old days radiate my memory 

Swelling everything sensory 

I try to escape this nighlty bedtime reel


I can't feel that love in me anymore

I can only hear the slamming doors 

I can't see the way you looked at me without disgust

I can't believe I let you walk away with my trust


When the fire burns bright

I will sing you my goodbye 

After all it's just ashes to ashes 

Dust to dust 


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