Tiny Bones

There's a cold man outside on the windowpanes

There's a cold light to the moon tonight.

And there's a fullness breaking your tiny bones

And the boys are alone, that's right!

Cold, outside on the fire escape

Cold, above the lights

Cold in garden, parks and carousels

And sitters rose all night.

Uh, uh, uh

So we go on to find her in the hallows

And we sit down round and quiet.

And stillness painting by the... lights

And the yards look tonight divine.

Cold, outside on the windowpanes

Cold, inside the house

Cold, burdens on the tiny bones

And the full moon rose tonight.

Cold, outside on the fire escapes

Cold, above the reef of lights

Always breaking the tiny bones

And the girls are alone tonight!

Uh, uh, uh