[00:00.00] 作词 : Michael Glabicki
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Michael Glabicki
[00:16.50]These weary bones
[00:20.34]They walk the earth
[00:24.93]I'm thinking of you
[00:26.76]As I unfold my pain
[00:31.56]These cathedrals were built
[00:35.46]Dropping daggers from the bell tower
[00:39.66]Rendering arms immobile
[00:43.89]But still the child's caress [Chorus:]
[00:49.95]It's strange, what they've done
[00:50.49]Arranged, every part of it
[00:54.12]They can,
[00:56.49]I really think it's
[00:57.72]Insane Tonight
[01:06.69]I'm hanging with the clowns
[01:10.53]Playing trombone down by the riverside
[01:16.59]That's where we burn our fire
[01:18.51]Away from this slaughter,
[01:23.13]Away from this sacred slaughter
[01:29.40]Everyone's at ease,
[01:33.21]Everyone's at ease [Chorus]
[01:41.91]These weary bones, weary bones
[01:43.02]They're thinking of you, thinking of you
[01:46.38]I think of you and
[01:46.98]I know I'm just wiping my heels
[02:19.08]Clean These weary bones
[02:54.93]They walk the earth
[02:59.04]Thinking of you
[02:59.46]As I unfold my pain
[03:05.67]These cathedrals were built
[03:09.45]Dropping daggers from the bell tower
[03:13.68]Rendering arms immobile
[03:18.09]But still the child's caress [Chorus]

作词 : Michael Glabicki
作曲 : Michael Glabicki
These weary bones
They walk the earth
I'm thinking of you
As I unfold my pain
These cathedrals were built
Dropping daggers from the bell tower
Rendering arms immobile
But still the child's caress
It's strange, what they've done
Arranged, every part of it
They can,
I really think it's
Insane Tonight
I'm hanging with the clowns
Playing trombone down by the riverside
That's where we burn our fire
Away from this slaughter,
Away from this sacred slaughter
Everyone's at ease,
Everyone's at ease
These weary bones, weary bones
They're thinking of you, thinking of you
I think of you and
I know I'm just wiping my heels
Clean These weary bones
They walk the earth
Thinking of you
As I unfold my pain
These cathedrals were built
Dropping daggers from the bell tower
Rendering arms immobile
But still the child's caress