Box Of Bones

(Album: Our Bande Apart - 2021)

You don't know what I think or what I believe
You should probably pack your shit and leave
While we miss each other still
Before we kill it
You better leave, you better leave before we
Steal our voices 'til we become
A parody connection
A Cold War analog
You're coming like a cloud burst
Nothing is precious when you're waiting for your knives
Now you're taking all the lives
You got me taking the servant stairs
I grew up taking the servant stairs
Right now it's like I'm right back there

Still I won't go back again

One time, I'll find you
Warm in the rain right next to me
One time, I'll find you
Right next to me
Mmm

Then melancholy is an echo of a love that's leaving
I know what I believe in
But I don't think I know myself
Now this place means nothing to me
Empty friendships and meaningless conversations
Mediocre at best
If we hold still in the darkness
We may lose the time
We may know our mind

Then I fall in again

So one time, I'll find you
Warm in the rain right next to me
One time, I'll find you
Right next to me

It's just alone
Precious like an ossuary
It's like a box of bones
I'm just a box of bones
And then the moment comes, unmedicated
And you wind me up
It's like the rain washed up
Free of restraint
We become just a box of bones
Just a box of bones