Of Dust

Come break my bones

Come spread my ashes

Come wear me down

Come wear me down

In life a king

In death a failure

Come help me cry

Come help me cry

I wanted to be changed by the road

I so wanted to change the road

But somehow, we both resisted change

Somehow we were both too strong

And yet, we have both winded away

Unsure of where we head

And it's like we're both confused, as to who is who

As if, late in the night, we can't tell the wanderer from the road

The walker from the walked

Maybe I'm just the road, dreaming that I walk

Dust in my throat

Dust in my nostrils

Dust in my mouth

Dust in my eyes

From dust I come

Through dust I wander

Dust I'll remain

Dust all I am