Let the music wait. You don't need it anymore. There's nothing more to say.

It's not ifs and gold. There's sand and stone. It's not written in the stars. It's spelled in bones.

Let the music play, doesn't matter anymore. There's nothing more to say.

It ain't all but free. They'll send up in flares. No backwards messages, up in the air.

It's not ifs and gold. There's sand and stone. It's not written in the stars. It's spelled in bones, it's spelled in bones.