Raking the Bones Songtext
von Metaphor

She frets and roams the land
And searches out the man
She nursed and taught to stand
Always the headstrong one
She cries out, oh my son
Oh, where are you roaming?
She looks for the millionth time
At the brush that touched his hair
For a sign
Of blood

I won′t rest until I know
What took him
Omens don't just happen you know
This token
Tells me that he′s passing over
He's taken
Mine won't be the only heart
That′s breakin′


Watch out dusty road
I'm comin′
Ain't no power nowhere
Can withstand my lovin′
My lovin'

Tell me was it drowning?
Tell me was it bears?
Tell me was it wolves?
Tell me how did he fare?
Tell me his fate now
And tell me no lies
I have sent him to capture
The horses of Baiae

I have sent him to the stream
Of death and alibis
To shoot the fairest one
With the hand of his bride
With the hand of his bride
He′d trade his life
With the hand of his


Tell me gentle moon
Have you seen a hair?
No I haven't even noticed
I have enough of care
Tell me son
Where the apple of my eye
Has made his final end?
Where did he die?

Rake in the bones
Rake in the bones
Rake in the bones

In the rake she finds his teeth
Half his head and arm
But he was still deceased
A collection of lifeless forms
She put them together
Shaping her son
Flesh to flesh and bone to bone
Be born the breathless one

Brother bee now fly away
Gather sweetness from the hills
Bring your nectar back this way
To heal his many ills

Now the mum anoints the son
Temples and tongue, eyes and ears
Bruises and cuts, gouges and seams
Touches with honey and with tears

Slowly wakes her hero son
Long time now have I dreamed
But my rest was very sweet
A pleasant place or so it seemed
So the mother rocked her boy
Rocked him to comfort and to rest
But his heart was far away
And given in to restlessness