Dust On the Ground

It's that ancient love, that you won't outgrow It's the fee you pay, it's the debt you owe It's that subtle way that you throw me down And I'm inches above the dust on the ground I await your call, I await your crown Let's change our roads, and chase

When the beat of your mind, Starts to sway out of time, Like the first song of the night. You can say that you won't, But you know oh oh you might. And she's there in the hall, With her praises and all, Yet her hand swears not to tell. Cost a lie to