Ashes To Ashes

All through the port, past Chinatown's gate The thieves and grifters were forced to wait Each seeking passage on the riverboat south Gold filled their purses, lies filled their mouths Ashes to ashes, dust to dust; Ashes to ashes, dust to dust You dreamed in the lamplight by the waterfront pier Transit guaranteed by handlers far from here Your papers in order, identity assumed A raft to convey you moored beneath the moon Ashes to ashes, dust to dust; Ashes to ashes, dust to dust Smoking in her stateroom far below deck Rosa Coldfield barely kept herself in check She scrawled your face on a mirror so cold She called your name in a voice so bold Ashes to ashes, dust to dust; Ashes to ashes, dust to dust Your dreams were unhindered, desires unbound You lingered for an hour with the treasure you'd found You steeled yourself for travel, unpacked your blade Your mind always on all the money you'd made Ashes to ashes, dust to dust; Ashes to ashes, dust to dust Miss Coldfield spoke freely with no sense of tact And foolish disregard for the force at her back The docks of New Orleans teemed with traffic that day But no-one seemed to notice as they carried her away Ashes to ashes, dust to dust; Ashes to ashes, dust to dust Caracas blazed before you with the rising sun Her strangers would forgive you everything you'd done In the street you threw a coin into a beggar's cup You looked down, he looked up Ashes to ashes, dust to dust; Ashes to ashes, dust to dust Source: click here