The Ashes

THE ASHES
S. Phillips/A. Smith

And so it goes today
So it will be tomorrow
The piper wants his pay
With no more time to borrow

And on and on it goes
Nothing left to show
Chorus:
For the ashes. The faces
Hide the broken places
There is freedom
Freedom for the soul
Hold on, any day now
Beauty from the ashes
The strongest tree, the brightest rose
And everything that’s blooming
From all the dirt and shadows
Reach for the light, there’s a light that is shining

And on and on it goes