Dust of Heaven - Peter von Poehl

Voices from the well

Sing the latest news

The river lost the race

Steps were rolling down the stairway

The ancient man above just

Can’t make up his mind

Dust of heaven in my hand

Shadows at the door

Join the season’s round

And old tree broke its roots

Now it’s busking by the railway

The ashes might be burning

But fire signed a will

Dust of heaven in my hand