In The Privacy Of Your Own Bones

Lyrics by Andrew Nicol

I am bone and I am silence

I am a tongue without a word

I am dust and I am violence

I am never heard

For I am the ghost of should have been

I am the ghost of almost near

I am the ghost of never know

I am never seen

Take my face in place of yours

And through your eyes I shine

Kiss your child goodnight and say

These lips aren’t really mine

Oh these lips aren’t really mine

I am bone and I am silence

I am a tongue without a word

I am dust and I am violence

I am never heard

For I am the ghost of should have been

I am the ghost of almost near

I am the ghost of never know

I am never seen

Take my face in place of yours

And through your eyes I shine

Kiss your child goodnight and say

These lips aren’t really mine

Oh these lips aren’t really mine

And should I die

Bring my shadow to me

Roll it up and swallow it

Withdraw my touch from all your hands

Recede and remain

A memory of absence

Through which a null wind unfurls

To disorder your world

And I shall breath in all my words

My fingers return to bone and curl