Ashes of My Life
Out of the ashes of my life
There is still one spark glowing.
Upon the wind the spark will go
It's destiny, I may not be knowing.
But I'll be content in ignorance
To wait for the unknown
For the spark that is still aglow
To reach its final home
Upon a place the spark will rest
And long gone I may be
But my weary soul will be glad
When it has reached its destiny.