Outside there's a dusty rain
and inside only golden shadows...

I can hear the strumming
in the background of my life...

Vibrant, real
tangible...

Hey now boy, would you let me be yours?
would you stand up and dance...

Ashes, ashes,
we all fall down...

I've always loved you--
your hands, your eyes...

There, just at the end of your strained vision, a...
And in that moment of seeing, an impossible choice...

The hallways were different at this time of...

I've got windblown hair
and you've got cloudy eyes...

Lookin at these broken tatters
seems like my wings don't matter anymore...

Life was flying by, and I,
I was just hanging on...

Streaming across my face like
whispering tassels of wind...