Singing, just leave well enough alone
Picture a bright blue ball just spinning, spinning free
Singing ashes, ashes all fall down
And again the hunt begins and again the bloodwind calls
It's dizzying, the possibilities
And the politicians throwing stones
And the whole world full of petty wars
But afraid, we may lay our home to waste
Singing, black goes South while white comes North
Singing ashes, ashes all fall down
Ashes, ashes all fall down
On our own, on our own, on our own
By and by again, the morning sun will rise
Singing someone got to turn the page
Call it home for you and me
Singing ashes, ashes all fall down
Paint it with a skin of sky, brush in some clouds and sea
Rat cat alley roll them bones, need that cash to feed that Jones
Always awake, always around, singing ashes, ashes all fall down
Singing ashes, ashes all fall down
History's page, it is thusly carved in stone
The future's here, we are it, we are on our own
Singing ashes, ashes all fall down
And the current fashions set the pace
Any way they fall guess who gets to pay the price?
No one left to place or take the blame
There's a fear down here we can't forget, hasn't got a name just yet
Well you know it strolls the sidewalks and it rolls the streets
A closer look reveals the human race
Ashes, ashes all fall down
Singing I got mine and you got yours
Heartless powers try to tell us what to think
Ashes, ashes all fall down
While the politicians throwing stones
Click, flashblade in ghetto night, Rudie's looking for a fight
For that shinning ball we can call our home
If the spirit's sleeping then the flesh is ink, yea
Now watch as the ball revolves and the nightime calls
And the rich man in his summer home
So the kids they dance, they shake their bones
Lose your step, fall out of grace
So the kids they dance and shake their bones
So the kids they dance, they shake their bones
Nightmare spook, piece of heat, it's you and me, you and me
But his pants are down, his cover's blown
If the game is lost then we're all the same
A peaceful place or so it looks from space
The darkness never goes from some men's eyes
'Cause its all too clear we're on our own
Commissars and pin-striped bosses role the dice
Shipping powders back and forth
Selling guns instead of food today
Money green or proletarian gray
Ashes, ashes all fall down
Singing ashes, ashes all fall down
Full of hope, full of grace is the human face
All fall down, all fall down
And the radical he rant and rage
Singing ashes, ashes all fall down
Stalking turf, dividing up meat
And the politicians, throwing stones
Ashes, ashes all fall down
We will leave this place an empty stone
And the politicians are throwing stones
All fall down, all fall down
