Stones and Bones

Stones and bones and marigolds

Flowers stones and bones

Stones and bones, youve scarred my soul

This is not my homeIn the house upon the hill

Things are out of hand

Everyones undone

Foundation made of sandThe lovers who once loved

Now in separate beds

Playing little games

Messing with each others headsStones and bones and marigolds

Flowers stones and bones

Stones and bones, youve scarred my soul

This is not my homeThe trees are dancing in the wind

To the songs of the chimes

Hope that I can make it through

These are trying timesThe children laughing loud

Dogs are barking too

Mowers mowing lawns

This is not where I belongStones and bones and marigolds

Flowers stones and bones

Stones and bones, youve scarred my soul

This is not my home

This is not my home