Lyrics

We talk of miracles, of undelivered letters written years ago Of many things, that are dear to me The mighty happenings I can only be a canvas You, a golden light reflected all around us But I'm exhausted, I'm exhausted There's never been a cloud in the sky for you Without this what will I do? And I know soon you'll go and all will pass you, earth or ash You, earth or ash You, earth or ash You, earth or ash I asked to hear of your garden, to take each Of my limbs and gently plant them Till I can grow again, till I contort and bend and flower anew And I know soon you'll go and all will pass you, earth or ash You, earth or ash You, earth or ash And I know soon you'll go and all will pass you, earth or ash You, earth or ash You, earth or ash You, earth or ash You, earth or ash