As the Dust Settles
As the stones around you would
crumble the road
There would be something to loose control.
And as the dust would settle on the ice
The bricks would fight
And the smoke of love
would burn your eyes...
Oh, there would be something else to say
but it would never leave the lips
and it would burn the soul
But it would never hurt...
As the earth shatters and breaks,
they would see the day of change;
but it would be too late...
And as the sun would rise...
the earth would cry
a silent cry
The iron would hold many
to save the few
But it would never be enough.
As the stones would fall
from mountain top...
The road would crumble and stop.
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