The Quill (Band)
Homespun
Here's what remains of a man
Only ashes
Nothing but dust in my hand
Taken to nowhere to ease up the flame
Left him to bleed in the sand

Witch that you're shoes can be fragile as crystal
Suddenly you are no more
Never the man you swore should be someone
Placed on a hill to adore

Here's what remains

And here's what remains of a man
And here's what remains
Here's what remains of a man

Lode star, my lode star is hidden in lace
Maybe tomorrow will bring me a place
Free from the places that they dare upon
People forgetting their lodestar has gone

Storming
You came storming
So bad,out of control
I fear for my lodestar
I still follow
Oh my lodestar
Here's what remains
Here's what remains of a man