Black Bones - Maritime

Under my grave is a light

Erase my name and my fight

When paper takes flight

The world isn’t spinning

Oh endurance

Why do you grow

Even when the breeze dies down

You were laid down so low

We’ve been sleeping in left over beds

Where we hang our heads

That were left out for dead

It’s not the first time that leaders were led

Like birds and atom bombs

Ooh black bones

Hey lonesome god is there foul play

What shelter we seek

In this penniless world

We lose our way in

We’ve been sleeping in left over beds

Where we hang our heads

That were left out for dead

It’s not the first time that leaders were led

Like birds and atom bombs

Fine, we are fine we are fine we are finally fine

We are flying like birds and atom bombs

Ohh black bones

Ohh black bones