I wrote you a letter
late last night
the words on the paper
my [bad word] heart's desire
now in this bright morning
oh what did I find?
no sign of the letter
Ashes on the fire

This morning brought sorrow
this morning brought tears
they bloomed like a flower
from deep seated fears
my words like an arrow
aimed so much higher
my bow broke asunder
Ashes on the fire

I know that you weary
of this life we've made
in silence I sit here
and read the [bad word] sit down beside me
you ghost of the pyre
and nightly remind me
Ashes on the fire
Ashes on the fire
Ashes on the fire.