So once [bad word] follow me
To my grave, a distant family
Shout our [bad word]  and shout the words
Is your saving grace, saving grace in vain?
I'm safe from the wreckage, my memory's torn
This place just feels too far from home
And I'm safe from the wreckage, my mind was saved
It's too hard to see below

Whispers and ashes, behold
Whispers and ashes, hold on!

What's my mistakes, [bad word] me
Mysteries lead the blind, guessing to explode
While I'm, safe from the wreckage, my memory's torn
On what is worth fighting for
Then I'm safe from the wreckage, I don't feel safe anymore
Just floating above the earth, alone

Whispers and ashes, behold
Whispers and ashes, 
from over your pretty lies, beneath and
See, I said [?] be

Can you see through these dust just settles on
Whispers and ashes,
I reach for the ceiling, through the sky above
How am I still living

She's from the wreckage, I remember everything
All the freedom to follow,
Stay faithful to me
Keep your words calm, I will never forget
I will be just fine, oh, oh, oh
I'll be just fine, oh, oh, oh
I'll be just fine, oh, oh, oh, whoa.