Fleetwood Mac - Dust

When the white flame in us is gone And we that lost the world's delight Stiffen in darkness. Left alone To crumble in our separate light When your swift hair is quiet in death And through the lips corruption thrust to still the labor of my breath When we are dust, when we are dust When we are dust, when we are dust When your swift hair is quiet in death And through the lips corruption thrust to still the labor of my breath When we are dust, when we are dust When we are dust, when we are dust When the white flame in us is gone And we that lost the world's delight Stiffen in darkness Left alone To crumble in our separate light When your swift hair is quiet in death And through the lips corruption thrust to still the labor of my breath When we are dust, when we are dust When we are dust, when we are dust