Siena Root - Dusty Roads

There's no more room in this city of sorrow
I see the street lights slowly bleach your soul
Said I was leaving here tomorrow

Before diamonds turn to coal
And so our journey unfolds
A tale that yearns to be told

Imagine a place you'd rather be
Where no concrete pierce the sky
If I dream, say is it still real to me

Let's leave those tears to dry
No quarter until we try
I Said no quarter until we try

Where are the days of childish ways
How could they be so far behind me
The dusty road still beckons me

To a path ambiguous and vast
So maybe I'll destroy my future
And if I do I'll do it to honour my past

Dusty roads, be my saviour
My guide and my hope, my scent and flavour

Dusty roads, be my saviour