Blood and Bone - Tindersticks

And then I thought I saw something

Somewhere far in the distance

At least two hours on foot

Some place where, perhaps, I might find something

Something important, once mine

A part of me, and then I thought,

«What if I could reach out, and get there

And bring it back?»

This way I am more like you

And you are more like her

And she is more like him

And he is more like us

And we are more like them, all of them

This is me, flattering, don’t you think?

What am I really?

Expanding greyness?

Blood and bone?

Blood and bone?

Rather exposing, now

Naked teeth, Benadryl

Naked teeth, Benadryl

Would you have recognised me?

If only I hadn’t told you

If only they hadn’t shown you

I could still have a face

Is there anything worse than being transparent?

Is there anything worse than being transparent?

I’m data now

I’m data, data

I am data, only data

Without face, without shape, without soul

I am data, I am data, see me, study me

Use me, abuse me, destroy me, dissect me

Rebuild me, better, without face, without shape

Without shape, without soul, layer by layer (data, I am data)

I appear, the walls rapidly joining

Layer by layer, I see right through you

Is there anything worse than being transparent?

Prayers unfelt going around my

Temperature dropping, anxiety rising

Blood and bone, blood and bone

Closed lips consume

I wonder what will become of my last hiding place

Can every door be opened?

Is there really no shelter?

Use me, abuse me, destroy me, dissect me

Rebuild me, better, without face, without shape

Without shape, without soul, layer by layer

See me, study me

Use me, abuse me, destroy me, dissect me

Rebuild me, better, without face, without shape

Without shape, without soul, layer by layer

See me, study me

Use me, abuse me, destroy me, dissect me

Rebuild me, better, without face, without shape

Without shape, without soul, layer by layer

I appear, the walls rapidly joining

Layer by layer, you see right through me

I wonder what will become of my last hiding place

Can every door be opened?

Is there really no shelter?