Ashes in my hands

Track 12- ASHES IN MY HANDS

I’ve been holding on to memories like they’re something I can save,

But everything I touch lately turns to dust in the grave.

I keep sifting through the pieces like I’ll find what I lost,

But the truth is every choice I made came with a cost.

I see faces in the smoke when I close my eyes,

Hear voices in the silence that I swore were lies.

I’ve been trying to rebuild what I burned down blind,

But you can’t resurrect a moment once it’s left behind.

I keep reaching for the past like it’s still in my reach,

But all I feel is ashes slipping through like sand on a beach.

And I’m standing in the ruins of the man I became,

Trying to figure out which part of me deserves the blame.

I got ashes in my hands from the life I set on fire,

From the nights I lost control, from the weight of my desire.

I got ashes in my hands from the bridges that I burned,

From the lessons I ignored, from the truth I never learned.

I got ashes in my hands and they stain everything,

Every prayer that I whisper, every song that I sing.

I got ashes in my hands and I’m trying to understand

How to build something new with nothing left to stand.

I remember when love felt like a place I could rest,

Before I turned it into something she carried on her chest.

Before the fights, before the fear, before the nights I disappeared,