My mother is my friend.
My mother is my love.
My mother is my power.
My mother is my queen.
And I never lost my mother
because I love my mother very much.
♪ Where silence sings and memory crawls ♪
♪ The city sleep beneath the rust ♪
♪ And we conduct our dreams in dust ♪
♪ A violin of thunder plays ♪
♪ Through shattered glass and ghostly haze ♪
♪ You are my song that time forgot ♪
♪ And I pretend the world is not our symphony in dust ♪
♪ Composed of love and trust ♪
♪ Every note begins
to rust,
but still it
plays for us ♪
♪ Our symphony in dust ♪
♪ No faith,
no fame, just us ♪
♪ We breathe, we break,
we must ♪
♪ Our symphony
in dust ♪
♪ Skyline homes are mine to keep ♪
♪ The ruins glow in
memory ♪
♪ We dance with light and shadow meet ♪
♪ Our harping marks the final beat ♪
♪ The air is thick with static snow ♪
♪ But still your eyes refuse to go ♪
♪ Even as the colors cross ♪
♪ Our symphony in dust ♪
♪ If ashes dream, then let them dream ♪
♪ Of every life we used to sing ♪
♪ Let echoes bloom where we combust ♪
♪ In the symphony of dust ♪
♪ Our symphony in dust ♪
♪ Our symphony in dust ♪
♪ Still plays though
time's unjust ♪
♪ Every sound decays to rust ♪
♪ But still it plays for us ♪
♪ We'll be the note that
lasts ♪