Billie's Bones

	作词 : Ian
	billie's tears fall like dust
	from the air into my eyes
	seeping in before they rust
	spilling secrets words can't hide
	i am standing on the bones
	of a mound too high to climb
	selling secrets to atone
	for a song that is not mine
	billie's bones are white and bleached
	piled high and hard to reach
	and the top looks cold and bleak
	but i see farther when i stand
	on billie's bones in billie's land
	there's an orchid in her hair
	there are bruises on her lips
	i would worship if i dared
	kneeling at her fingertips
	i would tell her how i've yearned
	to be worthy of the grail
	all these years and all i've learned
	is just how brilliantly i fail
	billie's bones are white and bleached
	piled high and hard to reach
	and the top looks cold and bleak
	but i see farther when i stand
	on billie's bones in billie's land
	now the flesh of earth has passed
	now the joints have come undone
	all that's left of her is ash
	scattered on the air like crumbs
	there are voices on the wind
	stolen whispers, sacred moans
	you can hear them through your skin
	and the singing of the bones
	when the wind blows from the east
	i can taste her on my tongue
	and the grave is lined and paved with
	all the songs we never sung
	billie's bones are white and bleached
	piled high and hard to reach
	and the top looks cold and bleak
	but i see farther when i stand
	on billie's bones in billie's land

	zuò cí : Ian
	billie' s tears fall like dust
	from the air into my eyes
	seeping in before they rust
	spilling secrets words can' t hide
	i am standing on the bones
	of a mound too high to climb
	selling secrets to atone
	for a song that is not mine
	billie' s bones are white and bleached
	piled high and hard to reach
	and the top looks cold and bleak
	but i see farther when i stand
	on billie' s bones in billie' s land
	there' s an orchid in her hair
	there are bruises on her lips
	i would worship if i dared
	kneeling at her fingertips
	i would tell her how i' ve yearned
	to be worthy of the grail
	all these years and all i' ve learned
	is just how brilliantly i fail
	billie' s bones are white and bleached
	piled high and hard to reach
	and the top looks cold and bleak
	but i see farther when i stand
	on billie' s bones in billie' s land
	now the flesh of earth has passed
	now the joints have come undone
	all that' s left of her is ash
	scattered on the air like crumbs
	there are voices on the wind
	stolen whispers, sacred moans
	you can hear them through your skin
	and the singing of the bones
	when the wind blows from the east
	i can taste her on my tongue
	and the grave is lined and paved with
	all the songs we never sung
	billie' s bones are white and bleached
	piled high and hard to reach
	and the top looks cold and bleak
	but i see farther when i stand
	on billie' s bones in billie' s land