Bones

Written by: Gracie Bawden

The one thing I miss about smoking

Is staring at the stars

Breathing in the moonlight

As we coat our lungs in tar

Did it make us happy?

I don't know

 

Let's bury bones

Lock them in the closet

Roll it to the sea

'Coz don't it feel like home

When we don't know who to be?

Let's bury bones

I'll bury you

And you can bury me

Let's bury...

 

The time you kicked the table

Told me you were fine

I don't know if it was me

Or if it was the wine

Did it make you happy?

I don't know

 

Let's bury bones

Lock them in the closet

Roll it to the sea

'Coz don't it feel like home

When we don't know who to be?

Let's bury bones

I'll bury you

And you can bury me

Let's bury...

 

Memories hang like cob-webs

I can feel them on my skin

Every punch and kick we gave

Every shadow that we've seen

Do they make me happy?

I don't know

 

Let's bury bones

Lock them in the closet

Roll it to the sea

'Coz don't it feel like home

When we don't know who to be?

Let's bury bones

I'll bury you

And you can bury me

Let's bury bones

I'll bury you

And you can bury me

I'll bury you

And you can bury me

Let's bury bones.