Will Young’s Song

I was born where the sky bleeds rust,

With a wrench in my hand and dreams in dust.

They said I’d never make it far—

Just another burnout behind the bar.

But fate don’t knock, it breaks the door,

Takes your name and makes it war.

Now I’m out here past the stars,

Runnin’ from ghosts with battle scars.

I leave ashes in my wake,

Don’t care what breaks, I’ll take the quake.

I was forged in fire, bled in rain,

A man remade in grit and pain.

Ain’t no halo on my head,

But I’ll fight ‘til all that’s left is red.

Can’t go home, can’t sit and wait—

I leave ashes in my wake.

Met a queen with a wolf’s cold stare,

She saw through the fightin’ and the wear.

Said my heart was more than scars,

But my hands still shake from all the wars.

She talks of peace, I live in storms,

A human soul in alien forms.

I’d burn the stars to see her free,

But she don’t know what it costs me.

Chain-smoked prayers and diesel screams,

Nightmares stitched into my dreams.

A king by name, a pawn by fate—

Still I walk the line with loaded hate.

I leave ashes in my wake,

Every sin, every choice I make.

Steel and sorrow in my veins,

Trading silence for the screams and chains.

If I go down, let the thunder shake—

I leave ashes in my wake.

Yeah, I leave ashes in my wake.