I reached for my friend
but ashes is all I found
tears and hope
lay cold
as my soul
on the ground
I am a long way from my home
and the blood is at my feet
tired as life my love I will never see
in a time of troubled heart and souls laid to see
as the anger of life surrounds the better side of me
a long way from my heart on bed of nails I be
tripping over words so angry I can not see
breaking on the line of a truth as truth can be
ripple of the time and the seasons to be free
walk the path from heavens door to hell
in a moment full of anger I my soul sell
with a weapon in my hand and anger on breath
I have set the world on fire with breath
a writer he is true to the things he sees
can not change the things I see to be
come on the bend 707 takes the pain
in the last of fire down I feel her rain
I am a long way from my home
and the blood is at my feet
tired as life my love I will never see
I reached for my friend
but ashes is all I found
tears and hope
lay cold
as my soul
on the ground
Love Tinka