Sparks In The Ashes

Sparks in the ashes    sparks in the ashes

Sparks in the ashes of a man made grave

We’ll have to live with what we made

Taking to the gun like a baby to the breast

But not enough food to feed the rest

There’s something going on here

More than meets the eye

A world in question that

Concerns you and I

Some say it’s religion

Some say it’s ignorance

Maybe it’s just hate

And the color of your skin

Oppression   Oppression

If America ain’t free who is?

If America ain’t free who is?

Oppression   Oppression

Locked in a house for too many years

Never seeing no one

A knock on the door sends shivers of fear

And the windows show no sun

The windows show no sun

The windows show no sun

Ashes to ashes dust to dust

Who do you love and

Who do you trust?     Yeah…

Sparks in the ashes    sparks in the ashes

Sparks in the ashes of a man made grave

words & music

Tim Heller