[bad word] break my [bad word] spread my ashes [bad word] wear me [bad word] wear me down
In life a king, in death a failure [bad word] help me [bad word] help me cry

I wanted to be changed by the road
I so wanted to change the road
But somehow we both resisted change
Somehow we were both too strong
And yet we have both winded away, unsure of where we head
And it's like we're both confused as to who is who
As if, late in the night, you can't tell the wanderer from the road
The walker from the walked
Maybe I am just the road, dreaming that I walk

Dust in my throat, dust in my nostrils
Dust in my mouth, dust in my eyes
From dust [bad word]  through dust I wander
Dust I'll remain, dust all I am
Dust I'll remain, dust all I am
Dust I'll remain, dust all I am