Ash

I oughta lie low
I can see the smoke
It's rising again
On the dark coast
Try to keep your windows closed
Talk about that sunset

The sunset, the sunset

I remember
Sifting through your songs
In the old growth cedar
But they hide now
Deep beneath a brittle black
We'd rather look at sunsets

The sunset, the sunset

Scattered ash scatters again
An ember's hue now heavenly to view
The jealous moon will steal the color of all things
Without of a thought of what it's used to

The sunset, the sunset
The sunset, the sunset



Credits
Writer(s): Philip Thomas Hamilton, Timothy Robert Graham
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