Returning Ashes

rarely do the angels bring me supper
i am hungry most of the time
sometimes i pretend among the shadows
that what's coming in the end is really mine

i dreamed of bleeding thorns among the roses
in the distance where the lightning flashes
i think i saw a goddess in the garden
born inside a heart returning ashes

returning ashes
returning ashes
in the grace of her sweet hands
returning ashes
returning ashes
hold me in the heart of your hands

the young man lay beyond his body
where his soul had gone i couldn't tell
his mother and his brother sit in silence
and for a time they live inside his shell

another one has vanished altogether
said goodbye and left a lifeless form
i saw a random goddess, a reminder
you are not alone inside the storm

you cannot hold on to this life forever
not everything can be fixed with more patches
the cloth that is your body will burn up
to be reborn inside a heart returning ashes

returning ashes
returning ashes
in the grace of her sweet hands
returning ashes
returning ashes
hold me in the heart of your hands

when i see her face i see the summer
a light that hangs on in longer days
the sun sets in the west among the whispers
you can hear them in the fading of the rays

my bones are weary in the winter
time is giving me its lashes
i turn to see the goddess in her slumber
in her dreams she is returning ashes

returning ashes
returning ashes
in the grace of her sweet hands
returning ashes
returning ashes
hold me in the heart of your hands

rarely do the angels bring me supper
i am hungry most of the time
sometimes i pretend among the shadows
that what's coming in the end is really mine

i dreamed of bleeding thorns among the roses
in the distance where the lightning flashes
i think i saw a goddess in the garden
born inside a heart returning ashes

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