Lyrics Grind In Motion - Castor

Grind In Motion

Grind in motion
And the chaos
Edibly consumed
Paper parade
Sad rain
Of ticker tape
Soaks up
Dust without end
Who am I breathing in?
Watching the dust dance open
Memories
Streets made of stone
Time, wind, rain, and snow
Fire laced bricks
Chipped and weathered
Dust without end
What am I breathing in?
Watching the dust dance open
Streets cold
This dusty old slide show gets worse every year
Color now fading no longer clear
Time had its way and it shows every year
Color now fading no longer clear