Dust

Somebody yells: "the world is on fire!"
I've just woke up, I'm half asleep
Blinding lights that I can hardly see

And I know
That stone by stone I built that castle
Now goes to waste, curtains are torn
For dust I am and to dust I'll return

You say that it's over
Everything is done
Everything is made
Then let's get a toast for the old times sake

If I got wrinkles is for having laughed so much
Here I am
And if I'm going bald is from being stroked so much
Here I stay

Sometimes in my head
I believe it, or I think so
But in the end, I don't feel it

You say that it's over
Everything is done
Everything is made
Then let's get a toast for the old times sake

If I got wrinkles is for having laughed so much
Here I am
And if I'm going bald is from being stroked so much
Here I stay

For dust I am, I am
To dust I'll return, I'll return