To the Boneyard
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โฑ๏ธ 3:44 duration
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Respite in twilight, space in the cavity
Wall at grandparent's house behind the apple tree
Where once you sang with your siblings now
Watching bodies bobbing down the stream, leaving the town
I'm a picture of no flesh, only bones
As we're stripping off my skin to run it up the pole
And salute the breeze that ripples the sheath
Of the skeleton that's trembling on the ground beneath
Walked your entire country up the central reservation
Take me to the boneyard, baby
Take me to the boneyard, baby
The deadest stare, the slackest hair, the saddest conversation
Take me to the boneyard, baby
Take me to the boneyard, baby
We rifle through piles of bones
For something to chew on, for something to own
Through my teenage years at my mother's house
Every evening 6 times there comes a phone call to ask
"Where's my daughter gone?" She moved six years ago
Now receiver's cold, the phone calls dry, there's no one home
And that is what we feared the most
Walked your entire country up the central reservation
Take me to the boneyard, baby
Take me to the boneyard, baby
The deadest stare, the slackest hair, the saddest conversation
Take me to the boneyard, baby
Take me to the boneyard, baby
We rifle through piles of bones
For something to chew on, for something to own
We rifle through piles of bones
For something to chew on, for something to own
And so we stitched our eyes and mouths closed
Lest we open them
Breaking the seal that our bodies have formed
As a natural defence just to hold back the sorrow
That friends made today will be deaths mourned tomorrow
Wall at grandparent's house behind the apple tree
Where once you sang with your siblings now
Watching bodies bobbing down the stream, leaving the town
I'm a picture of no flesh, only bones
As we're stripping off my skin to run it up the pole
And salute the breeze that ripples the sheath
Of the skeleton that's trembling on the ground beneath
Walked your entire country up the central reservation
Take me to the boneyard, baby
Take me to the boneyard, baby
The deadest stare, the slackest hair, the saddest conversation
Take me to the boneyard, baby
Take me to the boneyard, baby
We rifle through piles of bones
For something to chew on, for something to own
Through my teenage years at my mother's house
Every evening 6 times there comes a phone call to ask
"Where's my daughter gone?" She moved six years ago
Now receiver's cold, the phone calls dry, there's no one home
And that is what we feared the most
Walked your entire country up the central reservation
Take me to the boneyard, baby
Take me to the boneyard, baby
The deadest stare, the slackest hair, the saddest conversation
Take me to the boneyard, baby
Take me to the boneyard, baby
We rifle through piles of bones
For something to chew on, for something to own
We rifle through piles of bones
For something to chew on, for something to own
And so we stitched our eyes and mouths closed
Lest we open them
Breaking the seal that our bodies have formed
As a natural defence just to hold back the sorrow
That friends made today will be deaths mourned tomorrow
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:25.48] Respite in twilight, space in the cavity
[00:31.09] Wall at grandparent's house behind the apple tree
[00:36.71] Where once you sang with your siblings now
[00:41.53] Watching bodies bobbing down the stream, leaving the town
[01:02.87] I'm a picture of no flesh, only bones
[01:07.66] As we're stripping off my skin to run it up the pole
[01:12.96] And salute the breeze that ripples the sheath
[01:17.92] Of the skeleton that's trembling on the ground beneath
[01:29.14] Walked your entire country up the central reservation
[01:34.53] Take me to the boneyard, baby
[01:36.78] Take me to the boneyard, baby
[01:39.71] The deadest stare, the slackest hair, the saddest conversation
[01:44.75] Take me to the boneyard, baby
[01:47.28] Take me to the boneyard, baby
[01:50.04] We rifle through piles of bones
[01:54.99] For something to chew on, for something to own
[02:10.76] Through my teenage years at my mother's house
[02:15.57] Every evening 6 times there comes a phone call to ask
[02:20.82] "Where's my daughter gone?" She moved six years ago
[02:26.08] Now receiver's cold, the phone calls dry, there's no one home
[02:31.67] And that is what we feared the most
[02:37.40] Walked your entire country up the central reservation
[02:42.01] Take me to the boneyard, baby
[02:44.80] Take me to the boneyard, baby
[02:47.23] The deadest stare, the slackest hair, the saddest conversation
[02:52.29] Take me to the boneyard, baby
[02:54.86] Take me to the boneyard, baby
[02:57.32] We rifle through piles of bones
[03:02.33] For something to chew on, for something to own
[03:07.86] We rifle through piles of bones
[03:12.60] For something to chew on, for something to own
[03:18.01] And so we stitched our eyes and mouths closed
[03:21.15] Lest we open them
[03:23.10] Breaking the seal that our bodies have formed
[03:27.94] As a natural defence just to hold back the sorrow
[03:33.22] That friends made today will be deaths mourned tomorrow
[03:38.77]
[00:31.09] Wall at grandparent's house behind the apple tree
[00:36.71] Where once you sang with your siblings now
[00:41.53] Watching bodies bobbing down the stream, leaving the town
[01:02.87] I'm a picture of no flesh, only bones
[01:07.66] As we're stripping off my skin to run it up the pole
[01:12.96] And salute the breeze that ripples the sheath
[01:17.92] Of the skeleton that's trembling on the ground beneath
[01:29.14] Walked your entire country up the central reservation
[01:34.53] Take me to the boneyard, baby
[01:36.78] Take me to the boneyard, baby
[01:39.71] The deadest stare, the slackest hair, the saddest conversation
[01:44.75] Take me to the boneyard, baby
[01:47.28] Take me to the boneyard, baby
[01:50.04] We rifle through piles of bones
[01:54.99] For something to chew on, for something to own
[02:10.76] Through my teenage years at my mother's house
[02:15.57] Every evening 6 times there comes a phone call to ask
[02:20.82] "Where's my daughter gone?" She moved six years ago
[02:26.08] Now receiver's cold, the phone calls dry, there's no one home
[02:31.67] And that is what we feared the most
[02:37.40] Walked your entire country up the central reservation
[02:42.01] Take me to the boneyard, baby
[02:44.80] Take me to the boneyard, baby
[02:47.23] The deadest stare, the slackest hair, the saddest conversation
[02:52.29] Take me to the boneyard, baby
[02:54.86] Take me to the boneyard, baby
[02:57.32] We rifle through piles of bones
[03:02.33] For something to chew on, for something to own
[03:07.86] We rifle through piles of bones
[03:12.60] For something to chew on, for something to own
[03:18.01] And so we stitched our eyes and mouths closed
[03:21.15] Lest we open them
[03:23.10] Breaking the seal that our bodies have formed
[03:27.94] As a natural defence just to hold back the sorrow
[03:33.22] That friends made today will be deaths mourned tomorrow
[03:38.77]