COBRA PIT - BONES // SCRAPS

Bones

I could work
And build our house with my hands
If I could pull up
I could dive and break apart
If I'm too fucked up
I could dive and break apart
If I'm too fucked up

Are we still waiting
For whoever or whatever?
The waves are breaking
Stay up or drink it down

What we find of what is left
Is what we keep for ourselves
And our prayers are for us
That we won't send up

Are we still waiting
For this bastard who cut us off?
There's no light
There's no light
Stay lost or burn it down

And I dreamt I was bones in the desert
It was so good to be home



Credits
Writer(s): Joel Dickman
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