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  1. These Bones

From the recordings Flower Time and FLOWER TIME

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I shamelessly ripped off several important images from Yeats and Rilke. I would like to take this opportunity to thank them for their generous donations.

Lead Vocals, Guitars, Percussion -Rags Rosenberg- / Violin - Bob Furgo / Background Vocals - Artemis, Susan Rakov and Vinnie Semenson

Lyrics

THESE BONES

I knew all along you’d be coming
Yes, I got the memos that you sent
When you said I’d better be ready
I misunderstood what you meant
I had it all worked out perfect
Best laid plans gone wrong
Thanks for the wind and the sirens
I could not help but listen to their song


I had a dream and you were in it
Or maybe it was your dream I was in
We were wrestling on the kitchen table
I knew there was no way for me to win
The painting, why yes it’s progressing,
Thanks for the canvas and the frame
I tried to paint a wild forest fire
looks more like a puny candle flame

And the wheels keeps on spinning
And The sky’ll meet the ground
These bones have always known their destination
But I keep trying to turn this train around

Have you noticed that the landscape is changing
faster and faster every day
I hear the old circumference isn’t holding
I hear the beast is on its way
And everybody’s sort of anxious
You hear it in the nervous laugh
The turbulence is really crazy, but
No one thinks it's really gonna crash.

And the wheels keeps on spinning
And The sky’ll meet the ground
These bones have always known their destination
But I keep trying to turn this train around

I’ve heard we come in trailing clouds of glory
I couldn’t really say if that were true
I can’t name a thing I’m really sure of
I’m not even really sure of you
I’m glad you’ve got a sense of humor
After all the trouble I have caused
After all I just did my duty
Wasn’t that what my duty was?

And the wheels keeps on spinning
And The sky’ll meet the ground
These bones have always known their destination
But I keep trying to turn this train around
I keep trying to turn this train around.

c Phillip Rosenberg

©2019 rags rosenberg

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