The Rest of My Bones

Everything on the outside Seems intact and in bloom I am approaching a half century There's still plenty of room For life to rain down And show me much more But internally i'am breaking up I'm startled and raw I'm tired At my heart i'm tender I excuse my memory As i just can't remember I feel nothing Yet feel everything like thunder There's no book of what to do When you feel your're going under All our lives a continuous donation That nobody ever condones One by one ripped out and taken Here take the rest of my bones