Small Bones Of Courage

We walk alone now with her
The dogs have broken and turned
Feed these words to the wind
So they may one day return

There’s little left for us at all
Our minds are open and learned
Never in your days will you find a pair so burned
And we slept with our backs against the weather

As we lay on wet stones
Before the fire’s age
We swore to never eat from those bleeding hands again
And we sang the words together in the embers

Not a word, little widow, of the man I was before
For the only frailness left is in the night
When I cannot find the silver design to take your life
And the shadows are too deep to find the light

They do not reach the small bones of courage
‘Stead left to the light by the small bones of courage

There is a train that moves through the valley
Its path is crooked and tied
We’re told we are but travellers upon its hellish ride
But the coal will not burn longer than we will eat

Still he’s robbed the fire by the small bones of courage
Scratch down the lace and bare your naked breast unto the sun
Let the ghosts scream at the lightning in your eyes
Turn all the horses gold, and watch them flee toward the life
Where live the guardians of mercy and the mind
Led through the fire by the small bones of courage
Led through the fire by the small bones of courage

There is little left for us at all
Our minds are open and learned
Never in your days will you find a pair so burned
And we slept with our backs against the weather