House of Dust

Cold light descending through curtains of dust
Torn like the memory of what we wert and what became of us
Gone with the Evening when morning stares
Gone and forgotten Iike a photograph
Or the fragments of a dream
Let me know where to find you
Cive me the chance to find you
I’m Lost on my own in this House of Dust
Heaven will not receive me
Nobody will believe me
I’m Lost on my own in this House of Dust
Who tends the garden when I’m not there
Who lights the candle
Through the darkest hours when the world is filled with fear
I will remember when you were there
Sleeping beside me through the darkest hours
When the world is bathed in fear
Let me know where to find you
Why should I care to find you
You left me alone in this House of Dust
Your heaven will not receive you
Nobody will believe you
I’m setting the Flame to this House of Dust