Hollowbones Lyrics

With all this wine if you thought they'd offer someplace to sleep

Well you'd be wrong and with me out in the street

But days like this don't count towards some greater sum

So sad that it probably didn't happen

Still you are new

Your hollow bones will fill in as you go

Keep a list of the earthly things you never could have known

An abandoned store provides you with a new way to sleep

Without a soul it never gets too deep

The magazines that you find offer you no greater clues

Into their motives, their design or their blues

Still you are new

Your hollow bones will fill in as you go

Keep a list of the earthly things you never could have known

You thought they knew you

Your filthy hands not thrown up to the sky

And when they shoot you

Your final breath is wasted on a sigh