Standing here
In the dust of dreams
I can’t recall my name
Whispered voices calling

Standing here
On the darkened street
Half-remembered years
Swirl like bitter ashes

Standing here on the dust-strewn streets
All my memories are just bitter ashes
Day and night, searching empty dreams
In the end we find only bitter ashes!

Standing here
Stripped of everything
I have lost my faith
It’s all bitter ashes

Standing here
As the waters rise
All my memories
Swirling down the gutter

Standing here on the dust-strewn streets
All my memories are just bitter ashes
Day and night, searching empty dreams
In the end we find only bitter ashes!

Where are we going now?
What will become of us?
What does the future hold?
Have you forsaken us?

Where are we going now?
What will become of us?
What does the future hold?
Have you forsaken us?

Standing here
In the vieux carré
Can you hear my voice?
I’m just shadows falling