These weary bones
They walk the earth
I'm thinking of you
As I unfold my pain
These cathedrals were built
Dropping daggers from the bell tower
Rendering arms immobile
But still the child's caress
Chorus:
It's strange, what they've done
Arranged, every part of it
They can, I really think it's
Insane
Tonight I'm hanging with the clowns
Playing trombone down by the riverside
That's where we burn our fire
Away from this slaughter,
Away from this sacred slaughter
Everyone's at ease, Everyone's at ease
Chorus
These weary bones, weary bones
They're thinking of you, thinking of you
I think of you and I know
I'm just wiping my heels
Clean
These weary bones
They walk the earth
Thinking of you
As I unfold my pain
These cathedrals were built
Dropping daggers from the bell tower
Rendering arms immobile
But still the child's caress