Besedila: Mother Mother. O My Heart. Body Of Years.

All the remains of a cadaver of days
I keep hidden away, keep them there just in case
I want to visit that place and blow the dust from the bones
Off a body of years that I leave all alone
Just a body of years

See the skin disappears and the blood turns to stone
In a body of years now a pile of bones
Like a sheet of veneers
Each a piece of my soul
Like a body of years that I leave all alone
It's just a body of years now a pile of bones, you know

Old soul who falls down
Can't stop tripping on these old roads I go down
Get back up and get my...

Foot in the door and my face on the page
Make my mark in the world with a bat and a blade
Just a body of work that you can't ever change
Like a body of years that you take to your grave

It's just a body of years
That I leave all alone
Just a body of years
Now a pile of bones
Like a sheet of veneers
Each a piece of my soul


Old soul who falls down
Can't stop tripping on these
Old roads I go down
Get back up but I'm an
Old soul who falls down
Can't stop tripping on these
Old roads

It's just a body of years
That I leave all alone
Just a body of years
Now a pile of bones
Like a sheet of veneers
Each a piece of my soul
Like a pile of shit I can't seem to forget
Just a body of years that I leave all alone

Tell tale diary pages
They unveil a ghost from the ages
When bodies of years were breaking from all of the weight
Of diary pages
Tell tale diary pages
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