Your sticks and your stones
and your rattling bones
and the stories
subconsciously told
til we catch them
Skeleton Woman, I suppose
you won't stay far behind
now will you
In my dream we were flying
with our chutes on our backs
and I could not find the cord
to open my pack
you were playin,
skeleton woman, I suppose
when you looked in my eyes
and said I see the mark of the devil
Take it all away
the way it all goes away
the way it all goes away
clear the contents of my conscience
nothing lost and nothing saved
the way it all goes away
the way it all goes away
skeleton woman
you are the only constant
There's blood on the tracks
and that CD in my car
and the moon is looking
big and bright and full
like my heart
skeleton woman I suppose
you are here
and here is always a start
hangin on my words
the way meanings seem to turn
always when it seems
I got nothing left to learn
you were playin
skeleton woman, I suppose
when you looked in my eyes
and said I see the mark of the devil
Take it all away
the way it all goes away
the way it all goes away
clear the contents of my conscience
nothing lost and nothing saved
the way it all goes away
the way it all goes away
skeleton woman
you are the only constant
it's starting to get clear
that you're always coming near
when there are lovers
who are splitting out of fear
and you are there
skeleton woman, I suppose
to hold us
in the coldness
of your body
I don't know how you do it
but you're tearing me apart
until I'm nothing but some bones
and this full moon heart
you were playing
skeleton woman, I suppose
when you looked in my eyes
and said I see the mark of the devil
credits
from The Country Hero,
released June 4, 2013
Justin Fallen (guitar, vocals)
Phil Ajjarapu (bass, pedal steel)
Matt Simon (drums, vocals)
Bryan Mammel (organs)
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