To the Bone Songtext
von Raveen

Library′s closing
Doors, they don't shut
I stand on your face
I know every bone is cut
I watch here now laughing
As guilt sucks from bone
You stare in amazement
There′s no more to phone

So curse your bones
Cut your teeth anew
'Cause time, you'll be changing
There′ll be times
Be times you never knew


So to those who walk
And move your blues on
And to those who walk
And try your shoes on
And soon they′ll find out
If you're distant child, you won′t know
'Cause you′re not meek
And you're not vain
They won′t feel for you
When you ask for

So I see them crying
I see them on your phone
I see them thinking
To cut towards the bone
I'm out here now gladly
Each shag's on its own
I recover gladly
To corporation
The mess that′s been traced
Is lost from this home
To lose with you gladly
We′d be brothers
We'd be brothers alone