Letras
Cold on the morning ash on the air
Pale light gathering empty chair
Rooms of silence dust on the floor
Windows breathing after war
Coal-black hours frost at the gate
Heartbeats counting learn to wait
Under the ruin tinder remains
Small as a whisper old as the plains
From the ashes something wakes
In the silence fire takes
Through the darkness embers rise
In the ruin hope survives
Hands once idle shape into prayer
Not for a thunder for simple air
Cinder to ember ember to flame
Warmth without trumpet
Light without name
Nothing that blazes
Was born without night
Ash keeps the secret
Kindling the light
From the ashes something wakes
In the silence fire takes
Through the darkness embers rise
In the ruin hope survives
What was forgotten returns by degrees
Breath after breath knees off the knees
What was in pieces remembers its art
Fire in the marrow stone in the heart
From the ashes, something wakes
In the silence fire takes
Through the darkness embers rise
In the ruin hope survives
From the ashes
Through the darkness
From the ashes from the ruins hope arises
Breath after breath hope arises
Breath after breath hope survives