作曲:头条梦三
作词:头条梦三
Sand in the cracks of the courtyard stones
Ash on the rim of a broken bowl
You trace old names with a trembling thumb
Grain of the years caught under your nail
Who will remember the river you named?
Who will remember your house of mud and flame?
Echoes in the courtyard of dust
Echoes in the courtyard of dust
Oil on the wick
But the flame burns thin
Smoke writes its prayer on the ceiling skin
You hold that lamp like a borrowed heart
Guarding an ember the floods forgot
Who will remember the river you named?
Who will remember your house of mud and flame?
Echoes in the courtyard of dust
Echoes in the courtyard of dust
Your god is a stone with a missing face
Your grief is a jar with a broken base
You sing to the sky that swallowed your town
Waiting for an answer that never comes down
Who will remember the river you named?
Who will remember your house of mud and flame?
Echoes in the courtyard of dust
Echoes in the courtyard of dust ohhh
One last word in a language of clay
Pressed in the dark where the dead all lay
If someone should find you
Ages from now
Will they hear your song?
Will they hear you now?