The Smallest Bones - Castanets

My God

It’s an eternity

Waiting for thee

There’s a cancer

In the smallest bones

In the smallest breeze

And the houses

Have not grown their wings

We’ve no sleep

Among those stars

And our streets flow

Downward from those hills

They don’t get very far

And my Lord

It’s an eternity

Waiting for thee

And my Lord

It’s an eternity

Waiting for thee