Name: Ashes to Ashes
Duration: 3 min 52 s
Channel: John R. Whitney
Description: Is the world any better today? Do we have any better idea who we can or should trust? We can't base our decisions on race, religion or nationality, that's for sure.

Ashes to Ashes

John Robert Whitney

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Is the world any better today? Do we have any better idea who we can or should trust? We can't base our decisions on race, religion or nationality, that's for sure.

folk singersongwriter multi instrumentalist songwriting band in a box

John Robert Whitney

John Robert Whitney is a singer/songwriter and professional conservationist from Western New York State (East Aurora/Buffalo).

Singer/Songwriter; multi-instrumentalist; folk, country, pop, blues, jazz, Gospel; professional conservationist

Song Info

Genre

Acoustic • Acoustic Rock

Charts

#2,100 in subgenre Peak #2

Charts

Peak #11

Author

John R. Whitney

Rights

John R. Whitney

Uploaded

December 30, 2006

Track Files

MP3

MP3 3.5 MB • 128 kbps • 3:52

Story behind the song

“It’s hard to get back to normal when your windows
are covered with the dust of dead people.”
Stanley Meiss (?), Talk of the Nation,
National Public Radio 10/2/01

Lyrics

Dm     Bb   Gm   Dm     Bb   Gm 
    
    Dm                    Bb
     Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.
    Dm                                        Bb                  Asus4 / A
     Who should we fear most? And who can we trust, 
                   F                                  Dm
     since Al Qaida's men flew their storm of planes,
           Bb                        Gm
     not afraid to die all in Allah's name? 
    Dm          Bb        Gm     Dm
     Ashes to ashes,  dust to dust. 
     Dm     Bb   Gm   Dm     Bb   Gm 

     Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.
     What's to become of the rest of us? 
     So much sweat and blood mixed with pain and tears. 
     And our hopes and dreams, blend with doubts and fears. 
     Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. 
     
     Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. 
     Freedom, it comes at a heavy__ cost.
     Three thousand died. And million cried. 
     And the world's terror, it can't be denied. 
     Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. 
     
     Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.
     Concrete to cobbles, and iron to rust.
     It's a strange new world since the Towers fell,
     but the same old hate guards the gates of Hell.
     Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.



Unpublished Work © 2001 John R. Whitney

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