"Out of the Ashes"

When your eyes have been tainted red with lies,
its hard to see the truth.
When your lips have been bruised with lust,
its hard to say, "I love you."
And its hard to believe,
when your mind has been wrong so many times before.
And its hard to feel anything,
when your heart has been torn.
But, yet, and still,
we keep trying.
We have no wings,
but, yet, we're flying.
And all the while,
bridges are burning,
ashes are falling,
our hearts still yearning,
yearning to be whole again,
yearning for peace.
Its a long road out,
when its so hard just to breathe.
So take your time,
moving slow.
Out of the ashes you'll see,
that roses grow.