Ask the Dust

Ask the dust
It will tell you where you can find me

It will gather up its one hundred lost souls
Whose hearts cracked with the wind's whispers
It will not turn their cries away from your ears

Listen, listen

Ask the dust
It will tell you where you can find me

For so long, I have looked through these dirty window panes
Watching my rose's petals wither with hesitant kisses
Now the dust collects in order to be swept away
Now the dust spreads in order to be polished clean

Listen, listen to those hands moving, moving,
moving along the silence between us...

Ask the dust
It will tell you where you can find me

As the dust swirls with the storms,
Storms of change,
Storms of change,
So my heart as it hangs by a thread
With no permanent shelter as 'love' drips winter from your uncertain smile

Ask the dust
It will tell you where you can find me

And if you find me,
The answers will be apparent
I am imperfect

I am as I am
Ask the dust...

By Shaz