Ashes of the Aftermath

(ahhhh) Is there anyone left

In the quiet of the dust

Underneath the rusted frame of us

We buried what we used to trust

Ash is falling on the empty streets

Where your ghost and my shadow meet

The sky is cold and gray

You washed away

In the ruins of the world we made I still see your

light begin to fade Nothing grows inside this empty space But I'm

still searching for your face

The towers crumbled to the ground

A quiet world without a sound

I keep the fragments in my hand

An empire built on sinking sand

In the ruins of the world we made

I still see your light begin to fade Nothing grows inside this

empty space But I'm still searching for your face

Searching for your face (hummmm)