The wind hums low through the cracked canyon walls
Whispers of shadows dance in the halls
Every step I take feels heavy and grey
A fleeting spark lost on its way
A bird in the distance calls out to the sky
Wings dust the earth as it learns to fly
It don’t know the weight of the paths that were crossed
It don’t hear the echoes of what’s been lost
Oh the road keeps turning bending at the seams
Tangled in the threads of yesterday's dreams
My hands hold the dust the lines start to fray
But they’ll forever hold what time can’t take away
Footsteps fade like notes in the air
Lingering soft but no longer there
I chase what I can’t hold though I should know
Life teaches you there’s nowhere to go
The sun melts low paints the hills in fire
Moments rise faint whispers of a choir
I stand in the ashes of all that I knew
Still searching for sparks to start something new
Oh the road keeps turning bending at the seams
Tangled in the threads of yesterday's dreams
My hands hold the dust the lines start to fray
But they’ll forever hold what time can’t take away
