I found a picture of you in black and white

Looking like Bob Dylan’s disciple

The only thing left is a spark in your eye

In the ashes of rock and roll



You used to shine like the 4th of July

Looking like a midnight revival

To see you now is to watch a man die

In the ashes of rock and roll



You're shining like fool’s gold

Shining like fool’s gold

You’re out digging for what’s left of our souls

In the ashes of rock and roll



I remember when your love was full force

You held her hand like it was a bible

And just like last night I found out about your divorce

In the ashes of rock and roll



You used to run like a river in a flood

Out chopping down all your idols

Now there’s a cynic, dripping in your blood

In the ashes of rock and roll



You're shining like fool’s gold

Shining like fool’s gold

You’re out digging for what’s left of our souls

In the ashes of rock and roll

Watch them come and go

Watch them taking their toll

Maybe rock n’ roll never dies

But it sure gets old

Yeah it sure gets old



You swore to me that we’d always be close

Singing Leonard Cohen’s Hallelujah

Now you're casting lots for my old man’s clothes

In the ashes of rock and roll



You're shining like fool’s gold

Shining like fool’s gold

You’re out digging for what’s left of our souls

In the ashes of rock and roll



Behind the Song:
Original/alternate title is "The Ashes of Rock n Roll"