Come break my bones, come spread my ashes Come wear me down, come wear me down In life a king, in death a failure Come help me cry, come help me cry I wanted to be changed by the road I so wanted to change the road But somehow we both resisted change Somehow we were both too strong And yet we have both winded away, unsure of where we head And its like were both confused as to who is who As if, late in the night, you cant tell the wanderer from the road The walker from the walked Maybe I am just the road, dreaming that I walk Dust in my throat, dust in my nostrils Dust in my mouth, dust in my eyes From dust I come, through dust I wander Dust Ill remain, dust all I am Dust Ill remain, dust all I am Dust Ill remain, dust all I am
dust, road, remain, somehow, wear