Bag of Bones
What if I
What if I just tell you that I
That I've almost got it down?
Oh it'd be a lie
What if we
What if we are adrift at sea
All alone in our memories
Waiting for the tide
Swimming aimlessly
Is this what we'll be when we're gone?
There's a million stories I've been told all along
But not one of them'll fix the things I have wrong
Trading fairy tales for something far more unknown
In this little bag of bones
What if this
What if this is all there is
Only a deflated heart
Held inside these ribs
Well that'll be
That'll be okay with me
Well I've had my share of sins
And eternity
Floating endlessly
Just a weightless thing
Is this what we'll be
When we're gone?
There's a million stories I've been told all along
But not one of them'll fix the things I have wrong
Trading fairy tales for something far more unknown
In this little bag of bones
There's a million stories I've been told all along
But not one of them'll fix the things I have wrong
Trading fairy tales for something far more unknown
In this little bag of bones
What if I
What if I just told you that I
That I've almost got it down?
Oh it'd be a lie
What if I just tell you that I
That I've almost got it down?
Oh it'd be a lie
What if we
What if we are adrift at sea
All alone in our memories
Waiting for the tide
Swimming aimlessly
Is this what we'll be when we're gone?
There's a million stories I've been told all along
But not one of them'll fix the things I have wrong
Trading fairy tales for something far more unknown
In this little bag of bones
What if this
What if this is all there is
Only a deflated heart
Held inside these ribs
Well that'll be
That'll be okay with me
Well I've had my share of sins
And eternity
Floating endlessly
Just a weightless thing
Is this what we'll be
When we're gone?
There's a million stories I've been told all along
But not one of them'll fix the things I have wrong
Trading fairy tales for something far more unknown
In this little bag of bones
There's a million stories I've been told all along
But not one of them'll fix the things I have wrong
Trading fairy tales for something far more unknown
In this little bag of bones
What if I
What if I just told you that I
That I've almost got it down?
Oh it'd be a lie
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Writer(s): Katherine Judge
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