I feel the wind it blows a different way, but all my doubt and sorrow seems to stay. My whole life is scattered in the smoke, it tapers off to places I don't know. I'm lost in the desert, my body turned to dust. I know that I never thought it'd be this tough. But there you were just holding a bag of my bones, when you said life is not lived all alone. You laid me down alone in a stack, yes I can feel life coming back, yes I'm coming back. You always said to look past all the gray, I tell myself that every single day. I feel like I've lifted a boulder off my back, And I'll always remember everything we had.