I was stuck in the ground trying to cover my eyes

Trying to move all this light

I spent all night trying to remember your face

Like trying to get blood from a stone

But there was nothing to save

And no one to lie to

And I watched as the bone dust hung in the sky

Like a dim flock of endless prayers

And I spent my days out chasing the wind

Trying to turn gold from your hair

But there was nothing to save

In the flux and decay

Of the changing winds