An old bell lost in the sound
Ringing out loud
It can't stop
You can't stop
We can't stop
What we are
What I want
Is what I need
Is upside down
Head in the holes
In the ground
Can you see
We are trying
And you're so close
But far from my heart
Thin as a blanket on the grass
You gotta take it take it
Thin as a picture on the wall
Quilted together
I don't want to wake up
with thorns in my eyes
Twist and turning
the memories inside
These bones
These bones
These bones
These bones
Are gonna go down
I know
I know
I know
I know
its gonna get easier
Thin as a blanket on the grass
You gotta take it take it
Thin as a picture on the wall
Quilted together
The grass is withering
And flowers fading
My seeing leaving
Mirrors dimming
My inmost being
Quilted together
Then I will know
And be known
Thin as a blanket on the grass
(the grass is withering)
You gotta take it take it
Thin as a picture on the wall
Quilted together
Thin as a blanket on the grass
(my inmost being quilted together)
You gotta take it take it
Thin as a picture on the wall
Quilted together