Beginnings

Well, I watched the house
As it fell right to the ground
Well, I was away from you
Well, I was away from you
And I watched the birds
As they fell out from the sky
Into the hands of decay
I wish there was a way for you
And I felt your voice
As it carried with the wind
Like a fire in my ears
Like the darkness of fear
Like the voice of God
And now I’ll turn to dust
And the ground will shake for you
Like a song in your heels
Like a ghost in the field
And I would bathe in ash
As it rained down from above
And it would cast me out now
Into the fields of love
And I watched the birds
As they fell out from the sky
Into the hands of decay
I wish there was a way for you
And I felt your voice
As it carried with the wind
Like a fire in my ears
Like the darkness of fear
Like the voice of God