As the Dust Settles

As the stones around you would

crumble the road

There would be something to loose control.

And as the dust would settle on the ice

The bricks would fight

And the smoke of love

would burn your eyes...

Oh, there would be something else to say

but it would never leave the lips

and it would burn the soul

But it would never hurt...

As the earth shatters and breaks,

they would see the day of change;

but it would be too late...

And as the sun would rise...

the earth would cry

a silent cry

The iron would hold many

to save the few

But it would never be enough.

As the stones would fall

from mountain top...

The road would crumble and stop.