She Turns To Ash

[Part I]
Why are the sounds of the city
So loud and so harsh?

The most dissonant sounds I've ever heard
Are in the city

[Part II]
Where is my green-brown flower-eyed girl?
Whose hair floated glinted, gilded in the sunlight?
Whose smile my happiness made?

[Part III]
Soft, grey ash clings to her moist lips
An ashen, impassive face that I cannot look at
Her lungs become frozen, hardened mucous walls
And her staring in not the least bit of life
Her lungs become

[Part IV]
And where is the voice I've never heard
It turns to ash
It turns to ash
She turns to ash (x10)