When we all turn to dust There'll be no future there'll be no love There'll be no passion there'll be no lust When we all turn to dust
So end all coversarions And all your thinks Give me all sensations And turn in me Put your black make-up And remove your cloth There is no backup No Extra worth
Never dead never alive You turn in sand near black hole sun And all your dreams and your mind Will just disappear and never comes up
And near time and space We find each other Thare was no other place When we hit the bottle And everything you do And everything you need Just a little grain Dust in the wind