Remnants of Grief

I've been out here for days
I'm covered in ash
As good a place as any
To take the mountain pass

Fly far from here
Becoming clear
Fragile veneer
Tell no one where
Mountains call home
Blood stained snow
Blister of stone
This crimson path
I've walked before

Beast of the wild
Cutting my teeth
I ask who seeks me

I don't pray for comfort
Wait for sunrise
I don't want for shelter
Resting where I lie

I've been gone now for weeks
I inherit the meek

Break faith in me
Wounded but free
My name you speak
Remnants of grief

No answers are coming
Just questions, not knowing where they lead next
The pathway, returning
The mountain just up ahead
The snowfall, pure silence
I know
This is the last time
I see sunrise



Credits
Writer(s): Chris Turnbaugh, Jerry Mazzuca, Joe Bowers, Phil Ring
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