Clay ashtray

I went with the theme prompt about trying to rebuild some thing. It’s basically about how we try to hold our bodies together or rebuild them as they slowly decay under our consciousness. It’s in the key of B which made it really weird, thanks Lucy for the challenge.

Clay Ashtray

we’re just a clay ashtray
From our birthday to our someday
sometimes we’re the smoke
When the spirits we invoke
Then we’re are the fire
When it is required
It’s special when were the spark
that illuminates the dark
in the beginning we are the clay
and in the end the ash
we try to stifle the decay
but we are gone in a flash