of dust

Pain Of Salvation

Come break my bones
Come spread my ashes
Come wear me down
Come wear me down
In life, a king
In death, a failure
Come help me cry
Come help me cry

(spoken)
I wanted to be changed by the road
I so wanted to change the road
But somehow we both resisted change
Somehow we were both too strong
Again, we have both winded away
Unsure of where we head
And it's like we're both Confused as to who is who
As if, late in the night,
you can't tell the wanderer from the road
- the walker from the walked
Maybe I'm just the road
Dreaming that I walk.

Dust in my throat
Dust in my nostrils
Dust in my mouth
Dust in my eyes
From dust I come
Through dust I wander
Dust I'll remain - dust all I am.