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Assembly of Dust (Reid Genauer) · Dust to Dust (Prime Minister Pete Nice & Daddy Rich) · Dust to Dust (Dust to Dust) · Dust to Dust (Prime Minister Pete Nice) · Dust to Dust (Dust to Dust) · Dust the Dust (Ghost Town Blues Band) · Corners and Edges (Phillip Aijian) · The Edges of Twilight (The Tea Party) · Rough Around the Edges (Vern Gosdin) · Past the Edges (Chris Rice) – and 90 other albums »


minute
Right when you're passing by

It hovers there up in the air
Up in that twist of dust and wind
The vortex slows, so it goes
Dust to dust again
gift in life

No more assembly lines of aspirations connecting carbon copy clones
Every artifact is marching like commodities of flesh and bone
?
Deeper in sin sinks the assembly of fools

Though shalt not make graven images
Visiting evil in the land of the dust
Though shalt not have other
fries
inch by inch I take it closer to the shoulder
but day by day it's getting harder to stay sober
once again on the edge, head's inebriated
movement
When all the bodies fall will they shun the light
And dust their feet on brittle stone
And all this time is wasted on an assembly line
To keep things
As they submerge into the cesspools depths. I cling
To the edge battered by the torrent of disease that rages past.
Of disease that rages past. Of disease
the chinese police
Here the dogs roll by?

Is this here they keep
The philostophers now,
With the rugs & the dust,
Where the books go to die?

How many yez got?
and the sun goes down
We find a little spot on the edge of town
Twist off, sip a little, pass it around
Dance in the dust turn the radio up
And that
glory
Reckless and so hungered
On the razors edge you trail
Because there's murder by the roadside

In a sore afraid new world
They tried to break
Reckless and so hungered on the razors edge you trail
Because there's murder by the roadside in a sore afraid new world

They tried to break us, looks like
Consider this a distant early warning
The fires imminent
Pollution gathering dust particles
Funneling through smokestacks, airways, bandwidth
This
from another mirror

In the icy edge
We steal our reflections
When we pass on by
When we pass by
Looking over my shoulder at the road that follows
What once seemed to matter now dust at my feet
Memories whisper at the edge of perception
Silent
by a sacred cause
Icon shadows turned to dust

Tungur Knivur - Heavy Knife - Tung Kniv
There was thunder at the edge of the world
Tungur Knivur - Heavy
the worst winters the whole thing feels untenable
Crow took me by the shoulder
And he told me honey, don't let go

Nobody fears the height, you all just
greener grass is anywhere you're at
By the time I hit the tracks on the edge of town
I’m shifting gears, hitting brakes, turning back around
I could kick
The ceremony cradles my head in trace
I brush dust from my teeth
Fleeing hands and spiders
Plead for salvation
They wash the clawed of a priest
The leaves seen through my window pane
Remind me that it's time to move my life again
November sun is felt by none
A chilly breeze has blown my
Four horsemen

They were given all the foods of vanity
And all the instant promises of immortality
But they bit the dust screamin' insanity!
Four
The ceremony Cradles my head in trace
I brush dust from my teeth
Fleeing hands and spiders
Plead for salvation
They wash the clawed of a priest
Say what you like to, do what you do
Everyone's sleeping now two by two
Bats in the roof, cats in the hall
Dust on the stairway, gnats on the wall
the sand,
By the red water's edge where we'd hold hands while the sun melted into the land.
We lost more than sleep on one hot August night.
By mornin' we
on 
The world 
That went by 
Too fast 
More temper 
Than 
Imagination 
Portrait of 
A losing side 
Opinions formed 
Without 
Taking time 
To care
to it, 
The trick to life is not to get too attached to it, 

Everyone you love turns to dust, 
You'd jump off the edge but you felt pushed, 
By all
From the depths of Hell
So far I fell
A deal made with the devil
After all the dust had settled

There's an hourglass of time
Counting down all