A Handful Of Dust


I heard on the news today: You’ve made it big time.
Everyone wants to shake your hand, and share in your limelight.

But if you can’t see the truth then don’t be blind.
The rise of your star is a low-down crime.
So don’t try to shine with your, “political slime”.

Just/So take a handful of dust and listen to me,
when you’re dead and you’re gone that’s all you’ll be.
No one will remember your name – the world spins on without you.
Just/So take a handful of dust and save me your tears,
because that’s all you’ll be in a hundred years,
and no one will remember your name or talk about you.

Well you think you’re a pretty big player, I got news for you.
You’re more like a petty bit player, you know it’s true.

But if you can’t take the truth then don’t tell lies.
Daddy got you your job so that’s alright.
And everything you say is, just so trite.

CHORUS

You’re something of a shooting star, or so they say.
So remember to burn out bright, an’ don’t fade away.

But to tell you the truth you can do or die
We all crash land when we reach for the sky.
And at the end of the day, why do we try?

CHORUS

©23.9.2011 Andrew Robert Chapman


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