Standing here In the dust of dreams I can’t recall my name Whispered voices calling
Standing here On the darkened street Half-remembered years Swirl like bitter ashes
Standing here on the dust-strewn streets All my memories are just bitter ashes Day and night, searching empty dreams In the end we find only bitter ashes!
Standing here Stripped of everything I have lost my faith It’s all bitter ashes
Standing here As the waters rise All my memories Swirling down the gutter
Standing here on the dust-strewn streets All my memories are just bitter ashes Day and night, searching empty dreams In the end we find only bitter ashes!
Where are we going now? What will become of us? What does the future hold? Have you forsaken us?
Where are we going now? What will become of us? What does the future hold? Have you forsaken us?
Standing here In the vieux carré Can you hear my voice? I’m just shadows falling