Long ago my old man told me a story
He said: 'This was once a great land with men of glory'
In the end they'd slowly fade away
Of miracles and rust but we are just shadows and dust
Forever, forever
Time has passed, days go by but it's getting hazy
Spend my nights, talking with the ghost of Mary
In the end I'll slowly fade away
Diamonds never rust, but we are just shadows and dust
Forever, forever
We are just shadows and dust, nothing but shadows and dust
Forever.
