Ashes of Us - Brett Anderson
When the sky is clay
And the clouds are torn
And the strange ones play
And the insects swarm
Falling like feathers
Drifting like petals
Like pieces of paper
The ashes of us
Break like bone china
Faces in mirrors
Piece us together
The ashes of us
And the orchid grows
In a sunny place
Where I sip my tea
With a scarecrows grace
Falling like feathers
Drifting like petals
Pieces of paper
The ashes of us
Break like bone china
Faces in mirrors
Piece us together
The ashes of us
Break like bone china
Faces in mirrors
Piece us together
The ashes of us
The ashes of us
The ashes of us
The ashes of us
The ashes of us
The ashes of us
Falling like feathers
Drifting like petals
Like pieces of paper
The ashes of us
Whoa whoa whoa
Whoa whoa whoa
Whoa whoa whoa
Whoa whoa
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