Spines

You should know that I'll fly away
To not come back
One last thing before I go
Will you still remain alone?

Words close to the bone
Words close to the bone
Words close to the bone
Words close to the bone sting you

Now it's time that I
Pack my things for the ride
You're on the phone, head's all gone
Grabbed my things, and now I'm gone

Words close to the bone
Words close to the bone
Words close to the bone
Words close to the bone sting you

What should I choose to say
For I haven't seen a spine in a while?
All of my half used days have somehow
Slipped on by through lack of time
What should I choose to say
For I haven't seen a spine in a while?
Now all of my half used days have somehow
Slipped on by through lack of time



Credits
Writer(s): David Weir
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