Granite Bones Songtext
von Bramble

Grandfather Rock and Stone, you move with the planet′s bones
And underneath our feet as well, but just a little
And though we may not hear them groan, they do
And you cannot pin them down with a "1-2-3"
You are not a champion, no, not over all, nor any
You'll be outlasted, yes, you will be, claro que si
Isn′t it comforting? Or shall I say it again?
But we are triumphant, nonetheless, and we shall move our bodies
We pull on them like puppet strings
And don't we do the same to one another?
Strings of warmth, pulled by friends with kind words
And strings of heart, and hips, and even lower
Pulled by lovers who undo each other
Who undo each other, they undo each other


A scent is on the air, but you won't really smell it if you try
Like when you can′t see a star unless you look to its side
And there it is
You and I are in the same state of mind now
Breathe it in, breathe it out
Let it in, let it in beneath your skin
Let it grip onto your heart
Let it squeeze until you cry
At the beauty in your life
And the corners of your mouth
Will soon demonstrate how best to reach
And pluck the sunlight from the sky
And you are triumphant, though you conquer not a thing
You are an organism of silly string. A marvel that′s exploding
All beans and green, combusting proteins
And structured in a pattern
From rosehip nose tip, down to your busted

Knee bone's connected to the shin bone
Shin bone′s connected to the ankle bone
Ankle bone's connected to the foot bone
Foot bone is steppin′ on the Granite Bones

The granite bones, are my planet's bones
Are not different than my own Grandfather′s bones
That cook like a cast iron stove
They are laid in a churning furnace of Earth, in Wisconsin
Though I'm constantly stepping on them wherever I go
He's in the ground now. He is the ground now
And there will be no sparkly "above"
Without an honest, solid, grandfatherly point of reference
Known as "below"
Whoa oh oh oh
I call out this song for you