neat little rows
Singer:elbow
my high priest is folded neatly
gone the song he sang so sweetly
found myself astride a tiger
drown me now in down of eider
lay my bones in the cobblestones
lay my bones in neat little rows
lay my bones in the cobblestones
lay my bones in neat little rows
angels and idols spiraling wild
landed gentry line up behind me
smokey progress back room sages
'cause now i've found those torn out pages
lay my bones in the cobblestones
lay my bones in neat little rows
lay my bones in the cobblestones
lay my bones in neat little rows
in the house where they grew you
there were secrets and mistakes
that the eyes that see through you
would give anything to erase
but picture them counting your fingers
waiting for the focus of your eyes
no no don't point fingers
fingers are for pointing at the sky
no no don't point fingers
fingers are for pointing at the sky
lay my bones in cobblestones
lay my bones in neat little rows
lay my bones in cobblestones
lay my bones in neat little rows