Shroud Ashes In The Wind
Echoes down the hallways of time spell out stories of you
and me Letters etched painfully all twist and curl and
die beneath the flames and fade Our memories are like
ashes in the wind
Twisting overhead the vines without leaves embrace my
thoughts of you Gathered on stony steps we breathe the
last whisper of the end in flames Our memories are like
ashes in the wind
