Ashes

written by Nastja Sittig 

This is quite special
You’re face has no eyes
Is it you’re features
Or just an art of disguise
 
Maybe – it’s nothing
Nothing at all
No time to miss out
No time to fall
 
Show no frailty when you’re
On the verge of tears
It might be your freedom
Rebelling with fear
 
Maybe – it’s nothing
Nothing at all
No time to pass out
No place to fall
 
You’re my dark secret
You’re my strange desire
It is no wonder
You had to escape
 
Over the hill at 4am
Whiskey and fire
Burned all into black and white
Burned all into black and white