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Standing here
in the dust of dreams,
can’t recall my name,
whispered voices calling—

Standing here
on the darkened street,
half-remembered years,
swirl like bitter ashes.

Standing here on the dust-strewn streets
All my memories are just bitter ashes.
Day and night, searching emtpy dreams,
In the end we find only bitter ashes!

Standing here
stripped of everything
I have lost my faith.
It’s all bitter ashes.

Standing here
as the waters rise,
all my memories
swirling down the gutter.

Standing here on the dust-strewn streets
All my memories are just bitter ashes.
Day and night, searching empty dreams,
In the end we find only bitter ashes!

Where are we going now?
What will become of us?
What does the future hold?
Have you forsaken us?

Standing here
in the Vieux Carre.
Can you hear my voice?
I’m just shadows falling…

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