Ash in the Sun

Whim of wind
took me south
desert’s where I settled down
met a man
showed me how
«life's a breeze
ride it out»
And maybe someday babe
my ash’ll land on your nose
I guess we’ll never know
whichever way the wind blows
Well I had fun
I was young
now I’m ash
in the sun
all dressed up
and burnt out
what’s it matter anyhow
Carry/bury me please
I can’t go home
I can’t stay free/clean