Текст песни
The sky clears, the dust settles down
I step out of the cab, no sound
The desert’s quiet, the rage is gone
I walk to a dune where the light is drawn
A speck of green in the grey and brown
A flower pushing through the ashbloom ground
Not for me, not for hope
Just a tiny note at the end of the slope
It doesn’t care about my scars.
It just grows.
Ashbloom
