Gone

Six o’clock in the morning
The phone rings, your troubled voice comes right in
Turn on the sunlight now
And take the bus to the city
I see every line as they break
They falter down to form a limb
It’s all gone
It’s all gone
There are hours that pass
As I try to make it all disappear
Through the ash that formed
On the person
Appears through the fear
There are hours that go
You lose your chance
It all disappears
I know the hours go
The fire comes
It all disappears
It’s all gone, it’s all gone, it’s all gone
It disappears
It’s all gone, it’s all gone, it’s all gone
It’s all gone
It’s all gone, it all disappears
It’s all gone, it’s all lost
It’s all gone, all thrown away
It’s all gone, as I leave you hear now
It’s all gone, it is lost
Into the blaze, fades to grey
Flash light, end of day