The moon was a sickle
The sky made of grass
The blade of the light
Found your eyes and your ass
The ocean nearby
Was a white noise machine
Your face, the most beautiful
Thing that I'd seen
We walked in the surf
With the breeze in my beard
We felt the things
That we both hoped for and feared
We suffered desire
On a scale historical
I, the Seeker
And you, The Oracle
And it all, all turns to dust
This we can trust
All turns to dust
The starlight conspiring
Our bonds growing thicker
We loosened ourselves
With some Mexican liquor
The tide rolling out
And the stars watching in
The hairs standing up
On our goose pimple skin
I told you that I'd like
To kiss both your lips
The ones on your face
And the ones on your hips
You told me that you
Were a dignified woman
Then took me home
And it all, all turns to dust
This we can trust
All turns to dust
The future's uncertain
Except for the ending
There's no return address
For the prayers we've been sending
The great ship is sinking
The air's full of fear
And the map is on fire
And no one can steer
The heavens will roar
The mountains will rumble
There's no way to know
When the cookie will crumble
But since that night
I've known that until my death
I will praise you with every last one of my breaths
'Cause it all, all turns to dust
All turns to dust
All turns to dust
This we can trust
All turns to dust
All turns to dust
And it all
All turns to dust
All turns to dust
This we can trust
All turns to dust
All turns to dust
And it all
All turns to dust
All turns to dust
This we can trust
All turns to dust
All turns to dust
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