Big Drift

Caverns of empty space 
  No bones can keep their shape 
  No water and no flames 
  But smoke as black as lace 

  Go down ironsides 
  Go down golden ghost 
  So long, battle bones 
  I've seen it come to only dust 

  No black only gray 
  We come or come what may 
  Break out of harms way 
  Pink washed the skies away 

  Beaches combing for the ring 
  Reaches bones and copper string 
  All that's left from all you bring 
  Keeps me searching through your things