ashes and flames
john mark mcmillan
on the shores of the broken
in between the ashes and the flames
is a cry an awkward silence
and the falling of my hammers
and the writhing of my pain
is just not as real as the way
that your calling my name
that the way that you want me
and the ghost that haunts me
cause you stand at my window
at night wile i'm sleeping
there's not a promise i'm keeping
that could ever repay you
in between the ashes and the flames
there's a song that burns brighter
bout the remnants of my idols
and the shadow of my shame
about how they scatter like the rain and i can't stop crying
cause you won't stop calling my name
calling my name up from the ashes