Your Bones
In the Spring we made our boat,
Out of feathers, out of bones,
We set fire to our bones,
Walking barefoot in the snow.
Distant rythym of the drums,
As we drift towards the storm,
Baby lion lost his teeth,
Now they're swimming in the sea.
Trouble spirits on my chest,
Where they lay to rest,
The birds all left my tall friend,
As your body hit the sand.
Million stars up in the sky,
Formed a tigers eye,
That looked down on my face,
Out of time and out of place.
So hold on,
Hold on to what we are,
Hold on to your heart,
Awakened by the sound,
Of a screaming owl,
Chasing leaves in the wind,
Going where we've never been.
Say goodbye to you my friend,
As the fire spread,
All is left are your bones,
That will soon sink like stones,
So hold on,
Hold on to what we are,
Hold on to your heart,
So hold on,
Hold on to your heart.