Bones

Macartney Reinhardt

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Grandma owned a flowers shop
In a one stop map downtown
Grandpa was an auctioneer
Had the fastest voice around

There's a collage down the road
With my last name o a sign

If there's one thing that I learned is
There's some lessons you can't buy
You can drive away
But you can't drive out

You can change the name
Change the paint
But my routes on this ground
You can fade away
Come back a ghost

Nobody knows your business
Till yours finished
And this town holds your Bones

I found myself with God
In a john dear colored house
Those walls would hold
The stories told

That we'll keep passing down
Down, down, down, down, down
You can drive away
But you can't drive out

You can change the name
Change the paint
But my routes on this ground
You can fade away
Come back a ghost

Nobody knows your business
Till yours finished
And this town holds your Bones

Drive away
But you can't drive out
Change the name
Change the paint
But my routes on this ground

You can fade away
Come back a ghost
Nobody knows your business
Till yours finished
And this town holds your Bones

Oh it holds your Bones
There's a tiny little graveyard
Right next to the church
Seven generations
Six feet in the dirt

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