Dust

I can't save you

I can't believe you

I am the ground where you will lie

I am the wind wher you will fly

We've lost in a place

Where time is holding a sick, sick pace

We're starting to rust

when it is all over

We all turn back to dust

Try to see your way son

Try to clear your vision

I am the ground where you will lie

I am the wind where you will fly

We're lost in a place

Where a child is holding a sick,sick face

We're starting to rust

When it is all over we all turn back to dust