Dust and Dirt

Dust and dirt, and rain above begins
A river blood, and pain, no trust, no end
A valley for the desperation
Built on barren imitations
Gambling with what we never had
Losing touch on purpose
Looking for the future steps, ohoh
Making proper war
I won’t walk away from love no more
Some many times before, oh
Pulling myself again from love no more
So many times before
Dust and dirt, and rain above begins
Needed all the names so lost, attempt
To manage all our expectations
Running with our limitations
Forgetting now the moment expects
To fall of what is what’s left