Testo Smoke

A smear of grey across the sky,
A warning in the distance,
An indecipherable alarm.

And there we stood, our mouths agape,
The deer caught in the headlights,
Our minds adrift and far from harm.
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Smoke on the horizon,
Can the flames be far behind?
We run for cover but it's too late,
We are engulfed, we are,
The smoke on the horizon.

Nothing ventured, nothing lost,
We paid the price, but at what cost?
We sold our future to the past.

Accept a necessary doom,
Too easily and way too soon,
Ignore the wisdom we amassed.
(Chorus)

A smudge of ash across the ground,
An undelivered message,
All that remains is memory.

A gust of wind across the plains,
Carries away the remnants,
Into forgotten history.

(Chorus 2x)