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My brothers haven't written since they made for the coast
I hope that they have found the lives that they wanted most
I haven't ticked the days away, the past I can't retrace
But seven years is long enough to forget my face
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I walked along the mountainside to find a place to run
Footsteps on a broken fence towards salvation
Ask me what I'm searching for, a place to lay my head
Fleeing from my mother's eyes, the morning's unread
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Heathen circles round the fire, burning aimless souls
Ride a line to kill the time, but tell us of your hope
Of the life I can't recall, I'm fainting to guilt
How could I abandon them, the house my father built
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I'm alone, I'm alone, to the grove I'm all alone
Bag of bone, what you carry on
I'm alone, I'm alone, to the grove I'm all alone
Bag of bone, what you carry on
I'm alone, I'm alone, to the grove I'm all alone
Bag of bone, what you carry on
I'm alone, I'm alone, to the grove I'm all alone
Bag of bone, what you carry on
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The shoes I gave without the soles to some bearded foe
I tipped my cap to Adelaide and hung out the window
Screaming with the ocean sky, I look to the sun
They'd give anything and everything to do what I had done
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