the dust in the wind

carry weight of the sins

of your father and his kin

since the world did begin

the ease in the breeze

had them begging on their knees

it bended all the trees

and flash freezed all reprise

no home

no home

no home

wait till the fires stop burning

and the choir starts murmuring

“the darkness has swallowed your home””

for the time upon you now

and the crimes our spirit found

will surely reap your soul

rn”