Return to Dust
BOB MOULD
True blue star, would you stay in my heart?
Or will you fool me once again?
Time to remember and forget
The love you gave, the deep regret
And in the end, return to dust
And in the end, return we must
The verse, the bridge, the one refrain
The turn, the happiness, the pain
When I am stripped of everything
I have the plainsong left to sing
What do you want to be?
Will you grow up like me?
What do I have to defend?
Where will I go in the end?
Growing old, it's hard to be the angry young man
Turn away, turn and walk away
Beyond profane and holy word
A thought profound, but never heard
With all compassion in your eyes
You cast me downward from the sky
Feeling the earth moving under my feet
All that was firm is collapsing
Eyes going blind, all is silent. Peace.