Ashes in Trays.

walking down the street,swinging talking freely.
time passes by,quickly ticks on
people morn,die and live
breath,work and sin
nobody said this was hard,normal or easy.

dreamers faith is token by the sky
while others surround his mortal grave,below the towers of terror
a philospher of peace,hope and eternity
gunned by hate,filled with venom of words and immortality.

like ashes on a cigarette,burns and filters away
memory loss,gone or there to stay
like ticking bombs,blown cities to dust
a new hope approaches,pure and true
people fled to the scene,witness an icon of trust

musics melodies,dances fills the air
makes you breath,lies of despair
warmth,happiness,anger all it's emotions
contained in a prescribed bottle,handle with care.

smoke contains your lungs,you choke and gag
theres no turnin' back on this rounded road
around and around it goes,no end as you see.
destruction,passion,fear is all you see,feel and hear.
pain,agression,sadness is all you will ever be.