Wobbly Bones - Chris Velan

The last time I saw you

You were lying on a bed

With bracelets on your wrist

And a hole through your head

Your eyes open looking straight at me

As if you still had something to see

The last time I saw you

You were running for your life

No child in your arms and no sign of your wife

Your mouth open in the strangest way

Like you're searching for the words to say

Take these wobbly bones

Break them with stones

Here is my skin it keeps it all in

Far under my clothes

The blood still flows

To ten fingers and ten toes

Ten fingers and toes

Ten fingers and toes

Count them on your ten fingers and toes

The last time I saw you

You were buried in the sand

A crater in the place where your home used to stand

Your arms twisted reaching up to the sky

Asking for the answer why

And the last time I saw you

All the soldiers had arrived

They lined you up along with the rest that survived

You dropped to your knees and you started to pray

Never stopping when they dragged you away

Take these wobbly bones

Break them with stones

Here is my skin it keeps it all in

Far under my clothes

The blood still flows

To ten fingers and ten toes

Ten fingers and toes

Ten fingers and toes

Count them on your ten fingers and toes

The last time I saw you

You were nowhere to be seen

They painted the walls scrubbed

The floor squeaky clean

I haven't seen you since

I won't see you for sure

'Cause no one's going to knock on your door

And you don't have a name anymore

And no one's going to knock on your door

'Cause you don't have a name anymore

Take these wobbly bones

Break them with stones

Here is my skin it keeps it all in

Far under my clothes

The blood still flows

To ten fingers and ten toes

Ten fingers and toes

Ten fingers and toes

Count them on your ten fingers and toes