Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] There’s dirt beneath my fingernails Coffee ring on your old book Highlighter on a borrowed line I never thought to take a second look [Chorus] Dust you are And to dust you shall return Every heartbeat Is a match that slowly burns Lay it all down Every title, every turn Dust you are And to dust you shall return [Verse 2] Grandma’s chair in the attic light Pressed rose in a broken spine All our plans in a cardboard box Names fading on the packing twine [Chorus] Dust you are And to dust you shall return Every heartbeat Is a match that slowly burns Lay it all down Every title, every turn Dust you are And to dust you shall return [Bridge] So teach my stubborn hands to open Teach my restless tongue to pray If I’m just breath on a cold glass window Let Your love be what remains [Chorus] Dust I am And to dust I shall return Every heartbeat Is a grace I didn’t earn I lay it all down Every title, every turn Dust I am And to You I shall return
Tags
Sparse folk-gospel ballad, male vocals. Fingerpicked acoustic guitar, soft upright bass, and a worn harmonium pad underneath. Verses stay intimate and close-mic'd; chorus swells with subtle three-part harmonies and brushed snare. Final chorus strips back to almost a cappella, leaving a fragile, lingering tail.
Duration
4:28
Instrumental
No
Created
4/17/2026