I don't love you anymore' is all I remember you telling me Never have I felt so cold I have no more blood to bleed As my heart has been draining into the sea Within my bones this resonates Boiling blood will circulate Could you tell me again what you did

Look how they shine for you Look at the stars Oh yeah your skin and bones Turn into something beautiful And everything you do Yeah they were all yellow I came along I wrote a song for you And all the things you do

I felt a stutter and a waiver, cutting like a razor Like fire through the snow, then straight down to the bone She creeps up like a spider, then wants you deep inside her She turns you into stone, a twisted little show That's how it was all to begin,

Down to the bone “There’s a sadness in your playing,” she said “That penetrates my bones Something in your intonation, something in your tone My name for you is Sad Trombone Yes, my name for you is Sad Trombone.” Now when the light goes out and the music

When the night crashes down They won't leave me alone Ghosts will haunt my bones These ghosts come haunt my bones (See) No vision (Can you believe?) Derision (Will I fall?) Down so far (Into the deep) It's so dark Thunder cracks and dark furies sound

Fill my lungs up, pour my heart out, peel my bones away And I found peace, and I found peace Grab my window, shed my shadow, excavate my pain Hold me up into the light and study every part of me I'm an open book, no, I don't mind, but sometimes I'm hard

I can't let her go She's still here fighting Better know there's life in her yet Time will take us all, and turn us into stones Hung over fragile bones She still remembers the time that was uncomplicated But sure as the sun rise, she's seen things that

Look how they shine for you Look at the stars And it was all yellow Oh yeah your skin and bones Turn into something beautiful Oh what a thing to do For you I'd bleed myself dry And everything you do

Go down, soft sound Midnight, car lights Playing with the air Breathing in your hair Go down, go down Step into your skin? I'd rather jump in your bones (jump!) Taking up your mouth so you'll breathe through your nose

Is there life beyond the grave? And will I make the same mistakes, day after day? There must be a better way I know that one of these days I'll finally see you face to face at the golden gates Will you take me or will I fade into the grave? Forgive me