Pain of Salvation - Of dust

Come break my ^Ebmboo--^Abones, come ^Abmspread my ^Ebmashes Come wear me ^Dbdoo--^Hown, come ^Abmwear me ^Ebmdown In life a ^Ebmkii--^Abing, in death a ^Ebmfailure Come help me ^Dbcryy--^Abmy, come help me ^Ebmcry

I wanted to be changed by the ^Abmroad I so wanted to ^Ebmchange the road But somehow we both resisted change ^Db Somehow we were both too strong ^H And yet ^Ebwe have both winded away, unsure of where we head And it's like we're ^Ebmboth confused as to who is ^Abwho As if, late in the ^Ebmnight, you can't tell the wanderer from the road The walker^Ab from the ^Dbwalked Maybe I am ^Hjust the road, ^Ebmdreaming that I walk

Dust in my ^Ebmthroo--^Aboat, dust ^Abmin my nos^Ebmtrils Dust in ^Abmy ^Dbmoo--^Houth, dust in ^Ebmmy eyes From dust I com^Abme, through dust ^EbmI wander Dust I'll ^Abre--^Dbmaa--^Hain, dust all ^EbmI am 3x

(...) ^EbmI ^Eb5am