Field of bones

Down in the valley
we used to have a home.
Down in the valley,
the only place I know.
Children used to play there.
Now we’re alone.
Down in the valley,
in the field of bones.

I try to think of nothing,
but the ghosts are everywhere.
From the trees and from the hilltops
I can feel their stare.
They say, “Things will be better”.
It’s just something to say.
Down in the valley,
in the field of bones.

I’ve been digging for the truth here,
but I still don’t understand.
I want to walk out from the shadows
to a different land.
So if you need somewhere to feel safe
come and take my hand.
Down in the valley,
in the field of bones.

Down in the valley
we used to have a home.
Down in the valley,
the only place I know.
Children used to play there.
Now we’re alone.
Down in the valley,
in the field of bones.