As she sits alone ,
Chilled to the bone.
And all she can see,
Is a world of stone.
The ash in the air,
Is too much to bear.
Building crumbling down,
The sky is black as coal.
Her skin is colored white,
And she has lost her fight.
She tries to hold them back,
But tears fight through the cracks.
She tries to carry on,
She tries to carry on.
With ash at her feet,
And nowhere to hide,
In a world alone,
In a world all alone.
Her tear stained face,
And dirt black feet,
She cannot fight it back,
She cannot fight it back.
Windows are broken,
She words unspoken.
Cars unattended,
Her soul remains open.
No one in sight,
And no source of light,
She clings to her chest,
Lonely and confused.
Sorrow eats her alive,
Forgets to survive.
Charcoal covers her dress,
A torn and tattered mess.
Blood stains cover her skin,
When will her life begin.
She is looking for hope,
She is looking for hope.
With ash at her feet,
And nowhere to hide,
In a world alone,
In a world all alone.
Her tear stained face,
And dirt black feet,
She cannot fight it back,
She cannot fight it back
She wants to become free,
But it is not meant to be.
She trudges forward,
And her hope goes on.
She finds another way,
A world not filled in grey.
She has an escape,
A new world she can shape.
With ash at her feet,
And nowhere to hide,
In a world alone,
In a world all alone.
Her tear stained face,
And dirt black feet,
She cannot fight it back,
She cannot fight it back