Ashes sing and play along

What's left to say?

These prayers ain't working anymore.

Every word shot down in flames.

What's left to do with these broken pieces on the floor?

I'm losing my voice calling on

You. 'Cause I've been shaking, I've been bending backwards 'til I'm broke,

watching all these dreams go up in smoke.

Let beauty come out of ashes.

Let beauty come out of ashes.

And, when I pray to God,

all I ask is:

can beauty come out of ashes?

Can You use these tears to put out the fires in my soul?

'Cause I need You here, whoa.

'Cause I've been shaking, I've been bending backwards 'til I'm broke,

watching all these dreams go up in smoke.

Let beauty come out of ashes.

Let beauty come out of ashes.

And, when I pray to God,

all I ask is:

can beauty come out of ashes?

Can beauty come out of ashes?