Mirah - Bones and Skin

"If you live inside the old graveyard
Your skin and bones get kind of hard
You blame it on all of the ones who've left you

If you're in the closet with a broom
Why don't you sweep around the room
Make little piles of all the things you don't understand

But it's in the mouth, it's in the blood
It's sweet the taste, the spit of love
Poor skin too thick to understand
The gravity and graceful plans

In the place that's made of old relations
Where some got loved and some got hated
How absently you move around, how listless

How in the night the battle raged
Under the blankets, were we brave?
At least enough to recognize a storm is just a storm

Shine the lights across the bridge
The surface, you can't follow it
The glossy night, the wind in fits
Gets girders bucklin' at their bits

Will I be this way when I'm dead
Will I go home and go to bed,
Will I wake up and wonder, did something happen here?

The weatherman, well he should know
The doctor too, from down below
They'll call to one another cross the wild and windy night

Don't forget, you've got love
You've got bravery, you've got trust
You've got bodies, responsibilities
There's still mountains a-pushin' up from underneath

You've got pain, caused plenty of
It's not so strange, but now you've had enough
Don't forget, your bones and skin
Or where you'll go, or where you've been"

Homo A Go Go - SOMA Arts SF - 16 August 2009

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• mirah
• homo a go go
• soma arts
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• bones and skin
• 16 august 2009