Pillow of Your Bones Chris Cornell
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[Verse 1]
The embers of the saint inside of you
Are growing as I'm bathing in your glow
I'm swallowing the poison of your flower
And hanging on the rising of my low
[Pre-Chorus]
Colorful and falling from your mouth
Like a painted fever in recoil
Like a lie without the pain
[Chorus]
On a pillow of your bones
I will lay across the stones
Of your shore until the tide comes crawling
Throw my pillow on the fire
Make my bed under the eye
Of your moon until the tide comes crawling back
[Verse 2]
A waning hand on silver granite ways
Will mend my broken limbs and bend my haze
I'm sleeping in the silence of your voice
I'm cradling the peril of my only choice
[Pre-Chorus]
Colorful and falling from your mouth
Like a painted fever in recoil
Like a lie without the pain
The embers of the saint inside of you
Are growing as I'm bathing in your glow
I'm swallowing the poison of your flower
And hanging on the rising of my low
[Pre-Chorus]
Colorful and falling from your mouth
Like a painted fever in recoil
Like a lie without the pain
[Chorus]
On a pillow of your bones
I will lay across the stones
Of your shore until the tide comes crawling
Throw my pillow on the fire
Make my bed under the eye
Of your moon until the tide comes crawling back
[Verse 2]
A waning hand on silver granite ways
Will mend my broken limbs and bend my haze
I'm sleeping in the silence of your voice
I'm cradling the peril of my only choice
[Pre-Chorus]
Colorful and falling from your mouth
Like a painted fever in recoil
Like a lie without the pain
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