Stir The Ashes

All dressed up for the day of the dead

I have been waiting

It's coming soon enough



The doors are open and the prowlers have all fled

So tired of waiting

So tired of hanging tough



Stir the ashes round

Underneath my shoes

Just stir the ashes round

Make 'em dizzy, in the mud

Make 'em dizzy

Round and round and round



Come and sit by the lonesome potter's grave

Come and pull the weeds

Come and write your name



Sitting here the sirens seem so far away

They're back in timber town

Three cheers for timber town



Stir the ashes round

Underneath my shoes

Just stir the ashes round

Make 'em dizzy, in the mud

Make 'em dizzy

Round and round and round



Pull me right out of the dark

My vision's never been this true

The spoils have been crudely cut

The balance has been lost for good

Stir the ashes round


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