Beggars And Bones

They grow like beggars and bones
By the road, by the roadside
They grow like beggars and bones
By the road, by the roadside

Lost boys blown hither and now up and down
By an icey graveyard wind
Lost boys blown hither and now up and down
By an icey graveyard wind

Tiny iridescent smiles buried
Amongst the whitewashed rubble of a city at war
Amongst the rubble of a city at war
The whitewashed rubble of a city at war, city at war
Tiny iridescent smiles buried amongst the whitewashed rubble
Of a city at war, the whitewashed rubble of a city at war

They grow like beggars and bones
By the road, by the roadside
They grow like beggars and bones
By the road, by the roadside

Bright eyes cast down
Bright eyes shot down
Bright eyes cast down
Bright eyes shot down

Every story ends the same, a broken refrain:
Every story ends the same, a broken refrain:
Every story ends the same, a broken refrain:
Every story ends the same, a broken refrain:

"You grew up tall to die somewhere tired and alone"
"You grew up tall to die somewhere tired and alone"
"You grew up tall to die somewhere tired and alone"
"You grew up tall to die somewhere tired and alone"

"You grew up tall to die somewhere tired and alone"
"You grew up tall to die somewhere tired and alone"
"You grew up tall to die somewhere tired and alone"
"You grew up tall to die somewhere tired and alone"

"You grew up tall to die somewhere tired and alone"