Christians & Lions - Bones
Over the tracks with a sack full of matchesI’m gonna burn all the letters I’ve wrote
Don’t worry, darling
I ain’t brave enough to catch it
This fire that’s licking my hopes
Besides, if I went up like a soaked rolling paper
I’d still be fast-burning-out
And what’s the use of a good, strong noose
When your problem’s too much hanging around?
So I walked back crashing
My pockets full of ash in
The latesummer moon’s holy glow
That loved me to death on the banks of every river
Oh, where every breath in brought me home
‘Cause if home’s where hearts is beating like a bird’s wing
Then I’ve many homes and I should
Said a man who wasn’t homeless
'I’m always just traveling
Taking walks around my neighborhood'
Wisdom: it comes
But age don’t unlock it
You’ve got to spend all the passion you’ve found
With more change in their heads than in all of their pockets
Some can show you the way to slow down
Oh, sometimes we all need to slow down
Written by:
Ben Potrykus
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