And since the fire burnt it down
all were surprised to see the ground
The ashes flew over our heads
The greenest grass it made a bed
I go to lie with folk long gone
Their vic'tries haunt my dreams my song
and when at last this modern's passed
We'll catch the light with broken glass
And I won't say goodnight
Forget I fear I might
And we the ones those left behind
Gather the pieces we can find
How to assemble a puzzle
Not knowing what's pictured in full
so let me be the memory
of towers built rare air to breathe
but let us not linger here long
in such lost words without a song
Through the years I've seen it all
Never quite noticed the fall
Amidst this bliss it's never clear
The creeping ruin growing near
and in the end we'll see the light
much too late to stop the night
credits
from The Blowout,
released January 19, 2018
Engineered and Mixed by Mike Walls
Mastered by Paul Gold of Salt Mastering
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