The Way of Dusty Death
Posted: Fri Feb 16, 2018 6:10 pm
The Way of Dusty Death ©2/16/2018 Robert George BMI
There’s a secret held within each bloomin’ rose
It’s a simple truth of fleeting youth
Not ev’ry human knows
To let ev’ry lover draw another lusty breath
For the path of flesh becomes the way of dusty death
Some believe their hopes and plans are wintergreen
But all graveyards know, November snow
Must one day intervene
So let ev’ry lover draw another lusty breath
Till the path of flesh becomes the way of dusty death
There are vacant vessels who are horrified
When the schemes they favored turn stone cold
O but that’s when memories are glorified
When the dreams we’ve savored have grown old
So let ev’ry lover draw another lusty breath
Till the path of flesh becomes the way of dusty death
The way of dusty death…
There’s a secret held within each bloomin’ rose
It’s a simple truth of fleeting youth
Not ev’ry human knows
To let ev’ry lover draw another lusty breath
For the path of flesh becomes the way of dusty death
Some believe their hopes and plans are wintergreen
But all graveyards know, November snow
Must one day intervene
So let ev’ry lover draw another lusty breath
Till the path of flesh becomes the way of dusty death
There are vacant vessels who are horrified
When the schemes they favored turn stone cold
O but that’s when memories are glorified
When the dreams we’ve savored have grown old
So let ev’ry lover draw another lusty breath
Till the path of flesh becomes the way of dusty death
The way of dusty death…