Lyrics

Time
Won’t ever stop it
Hand in my pocket
Heart on the dying embers

And I
Won’t ever leave it
Or just conceal it
Here with the coldest winters
And lies

We rose
Under desert skies
Over bloodied lines
Around the frozen splinters

Down here
From another cross
Born of grief and loss
Born of the blade of sorrow
The blade of sorrow

And just before the light got in
The huddled masses sighed
Just before the light got in
The universe conspired

All we had was evidence
And the gates below the spikes
Just before the light got in
We were naked, we were blind

Time
Won’t ever stop it
Hand in my pocket
Heart on the dying embers
Oh time

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From the album Waiting For A Voice by Ashton Nyte
Music and lyrics by Ashton Nyte
Published by Intervention Arts / ASCAP (2020)