Letras
When things started going home to the bone
It got to be time to think about making things right
Going home to the bone
Things that fell from grace
From times bent out of place
Going the way things walked
Maybe sometimes when never turned back should have
Some words need saying
In worlds that need to feel those sounds
Loyal to those ways of hearing
In races of nothing held back
The way the weather's looking
Dark clouds are on their own
When it's time to ride the sun
It's all said and done
The way the story tells itself
When things started going home to the bone
It got to be time to think about making things right
Going home