Dust to Dust Fame to Fire

Dust to Dust Fame to Fire - Levi Stoker

The box was pine and the hole was jagged and deep

A place for the secrets that the limestone's gonna keep

They threw a handful of Georgia red on the lid

Trying to cover up the shadow of the things that he did

The preacher's collar was tight and his words were all dry

Preaching to a man who'd already outrun the sky

The dirt's got the bone and the wind's got the breath

But there's a fever in the valley that's outlasting his death

Oh, it's dust to dust and it's fame to fire tonight

The body's in the dark but the myth is burning bright

You can shovel on the earth and you can say your goodbyes

But the legend's catching heat from the funeral pyre's eyes

Yeah, the more they bury him, the higher he grows

A heavyweight phantom where the bitter wind blows

They're already selling his name at the roadside stands

Treading in the blood for the grease on their hands

They talk about the fire but they never felt the burn

Or the weight of the lessons that a dead man had to learn

He's a jagged piece of lightning that the dirt couldn't hold

A heavyweight champion in a story that's never been told

It's dust to dust and it's fame to fire tonight

The body's in the dark but the myth is burning bright

You can shovel on the earth and you can say your goodbyes

But the legend's catching heat from the funeral pyre's eyes

Yeah, the more they bury him, the higher he grows

A heavyweight phantom where the bitter wind blows

He's rising up, you can't keep him down

The canvas is sticky but the spirit is clean

I'm the toughest damn rebel that this world's ever seen

I ain't out of breath, I'm just finding my second wind

Dust to dust, fame to fire

Higher and higher, beyond the pyre