Emily Jane White - Here It Lies lyrics

Here it lies a pile of sand Watch it run out of my hands Oh across the desert land This gun it fell out of my hands So you take the mortal bone Place it down beneath the throne Thinking of the king and I This is not where power lies All along the road is dim I found someone to take you in And though your heart is made of pure sin Oh the art of dying, oh the eagle flies round With your heart in its talon You left your misery on the ground Here it lies a pile of sand Watch it run out of my hands Oh across the desert land This gun it fell out of my hands So you take the mortal bone Place it down beneath the throne Thinking of the king and I This is not where power lies