Beginnings

Well, I watched the house As it fell right to the ground Well, I was away from you Well, I was away from you And I watched the birds As they fell out from the sky Into the hands of decay Well, I wish there was a way for you And I felt your voice As it carried with the wind Like a fire in my ears Like the darkness of fear Like the voice of God And now I'll turn to dust And the ground will shake for you Like a song in your heels Like a ghost in the field And I would bathe in ash As it rained down from above And it would cast me out now Into the fields of love And I watched the birds As they fell out from the sky Into the hands of decay Well, I wish there was a way for you And I felt your voice As it carried with the wind Like a fire in my ears Like the darkness of fear Like the voice of God