Ashes To Astrid
Ashes, the name that is whispered as he walks through the hall ways. Ashes the name girls moan in their sleep and if they're lucky, in his bed. Ashes, the name that everybody in the small town knew.
Nobody knew his name real name, nobody knew anything about him; only what he let them know and it wasn't much.
Nobody truly knew him, he was just Ashes.
Astrid, the name that could make a smile grace your lips. Astrid the type of girl every mother wanted as a daughter in law. Astrid the name everyone knew in the small town.
Everyone knew her name, everybody enjoyed her presence in theirs; as if it was blessing.
She was as simple as can be, she was just Astrid.
In a town where nobody knew how an angel could fall in love with the devil.
Beautiful cover by Erotically
1st album book - Ashes To Astrid inspired by The Neighborhood's album I Love You