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There are places Some of us can't face yet And even though we see it We just swear God's sleeping So we say, "Ash to ash, dust to dust, We're all gonna die so we have to trust in something" But it's probably nothing There's gotta be something Now we mean it in our homes where we're sleeping We call it mattresses underwater but the gutters are seeping So we say, "Ask and ask and we'll return The same favors till its our own turn" We got ash in our pockets and dust in the urn, Another forty years for you And yours to learn Love was made like a ship at bay, never to see waves We'll probably all crash anyway When we see it we don't believe it Letras de cancionesWe've got our faces made for smiling, but we are weeping We got ash in our pockets and dust in the urn Another forty years for you and yours to learn You say, "all you ever talk about is dying and it's getting so old" And we say, "love was made Like a book or a page just ripped out but we never read anyway" And you say "love was made like a ship at bay never to see waves" We should probably get used to it, but we don't Now I see it... She's got her hands in her pockets and she's walking around She's got a face made for smiling but she's making a frown She says, "all you ever talk about is letting us down If you ever see me dying, just put me in the ground" From Letras Mania