Em If you live inside the old graveyardC Your skin and bones get kind of hardBm Em You blame it on all of the ones who left youEm If you're in the closet with a broomC Why don't you sweep around the roomBm Em Make little piles of all the things you don't understandD F# Bm Em But it's in the mouth, it's in the bloodD B Bm C It's sweet, the taste, the spit of loveD B Bm Em Poor skin, too thick to understandD B Bm Em The gravity and graceful plansEm In the place that's made of old relationsC Where some got loved, some got hatedB Em How absently you move around, how listless How in the night the battle ragedC Em Under the blankets, were we braveB Em At least enough to recognize the storm is just a stormD B Bm Em Shine the lights across the bridgeD B Bm Em The surface you can't follow itD B Bm Em The glossy night, the wind in fitsD B Bm Em Get girders buckling at their bitsEm Will I be this way when I'm dead Will I go home and go to bedB Will I wake up and wonderEm Did something happen here The weatherman, well he should knowC Em The doctor, too, from down belowB Em They call to one another âcross the riding in the nightC Don't forget, you've got loveB Em You've got bravery, you've got trustC You've got bodies, responsibilitiesB Em There's still mountains, they're pushing up from underneathC You've got pain, caused plenty ofB Em It's not so strange but now you've had enoughC Don't forget your bones and skinEm B E Or where you go, or where you've been
Bones And Skin
Mirah
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