Here's what remains of a man, only ashes Nothing but dust in my hand Taken to nowhere to ease up the flame Left him to bleed in the sand The bridge that you choose can be fragile as crystal Suddenly you are no more Never the man you swore should be someone Placed on a hill to adore Here's what remains, here's what remains of a man Lodestar, my lodestar is hidden in haze Maybe tomorrow will bring me a place Free from the faces painted upon People proclaiming their lodestar is gone