Dust It Off Lyrics

burning papers into ashes
what a season, how they fly high
from the ground up
where is yet another fountain
flowing over
as the night falls
keep dreaming
awaaay

if you hold onto the past
don't you lock yourself inside
nothing has been done before
it's the most virgin dress you could possibly wear
mess it up
time is up

hold your memory for a moment
with a blind hand
write some stories
for tomorrow

from the bottle of amnesia
find instructions
to salvation
to oblivion supreme

don't be tempted to look back
it has all happened before
someday a miraculous spread
will forgive every cowardly thing that you've done
that I've done
dust it off
that we've done