Bones

(Bones)

(Bones)

(Bones)

(Bones)

Someone had scattered the skeletons

The hip bones and the spines

Piled the ribs and the shoulder blades

Heaped the skulls into a mound

(Bones)

(Bones)

I waited for many a day and night

But found no one to ask

These people, who had they once been

And what had happened here?

From darkness they arrived

The spirits of the night

The moon rose to its zenith

Phosphorous, blue and white

From darkness they arrived

Lucid and mercurial

The creeping figures in the fog

I stayed yet for another night

Despondent and spiritless

To watch this nameless patch of land

A field covered by bones

(Bones)

(Bones)

From darkness they arrived

The spirits of the night

The moon rose to its zenith

Phosphorous, blue and white

From darkness they arrived

Lucid and mercurial

The creeping figures in the fog

And came the dawn I knew

Who these people had once been

I had learned their story

I had been taught their fate

(Bones)

(Bones)

(Bones)

From darkness they arrived

The spirits of the night

The moon rose to its zenith

Phosphorous, blue and white

From darkness they arrived

Lucid and mercurial

The creeping figures in the fog