Bones - Stephan Eicher

Bones - Stephan Eicher
Written by：Stephan Eicher/Sam Broussard
I never leave the mirror
Until I see my father
I walk like the old man
One step slowly then the other
I sit quietly by the window
And watch them all move quickly by
There's a song caught between my teeth
I'm sucking on a lullaby
I know what I know
It only comes with time
When your blood begins to feel
The pull of sunset's tide
When the winter can't stop the bloom
And the end is long delayed
I will show you that small room
White sheets white light
Flowers on the wall oh my bones
Oh my bones
I recall my younger days
Of ignorance and days of pride
But the mask can grow
Into the skin until one day you just die
Now I'm invisible like a blackbirds shadow
My face is yours
Reflected in you rippled shallow waters
What we are
Is more precious
When seen through eyes
Fed by blood that feels the pull
Of sunset's tide
When the winter can't stop the bloom
And the end is long delayed
I will show you that small room
White sheets white light
Flowers on the wall oh my bones
Oh my bones
When the winter can't stop the bloom
And the end is long delayed
I will show you that small room
White sheets white light
Flowers on the wall
When the winter can't stop the bloom
And the end is long delayed
I will show you that small room
White sheets white light
Flowers on the wall oh
Oh my bones
Oh my bones
Oh my bones
Oh my bones