A Brush Through The Dust

Out of the earth and into the day
The crust of the month falls away
Stretch out your legs and walk the land
Leaving your footprints in the sand
Someday we’ll be back to where we came
Beneath the grass and a stone that bears our name
Do you believe there’s something up your sleeve
That’ll help us hang on to a world we were meant to leave
I understood that dust will turn to dust
But if the ashes were our own would that compromise your trust?
Someday we’ll be back to where we came
Beneath the grass and a stone that bears our name
Someday we’ll be back to where we came
But the world will keep spinning just the same