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Ashes on the Horizon

Your hand touches my shoulder,
And for a second I believe,
I think time is no older,
And that you could never leave.

Ashes on the horizon,
That is all you are.
A stricken chord to wizen
On a sad guitar.

A scattered and wasted life
A drama on the news cast
It was the butcher's new knife
You felt so wronged and harassed.

Ashes on the horizon,
That is all you are.
A stricken chord to wizen
On a sad guitar.

Your funeral was quaint,
Just so you know what you missed.
I know you are no saint
But I still miss being kissed.

Ashes on the horizon,
That is all you are.
A stricken chord to wizen
On a sad guitar.

You know you did it, you did.
You know you pulled the trigger
Let's start the opening bid,
We're auctioning with vigor.

Ashes on the horizon,
That is all you are.
A stricken chord to wizen
On a sad guitar.