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• Artiste: Michelle Malone
• Titre: Worthless Bones
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I'm standing on the corner in this spot that my shoes found to be rent free I'm standing on the inside and I'm looking out at the world and it seems so empty No one has the time The spring has sprung and the watch unwinds on the dynamo But I would trade the riches of the world for a worthless bag of bones Oh, worthless bones Oh, take me home Oh, worthless bones, oh I'm walking down the old familiar street where I once sat upon my father's knee And I'm waking up to find a barren lot scattered with broken glass and shattered dreams Nowhere is my home My vagabond carnival heart will forever roam But I would trade the secrets of my soul for a worthless bag of bones Why are we all in a hurry to sail beneath a make-shift mast when the winds of change are blowing nowhere fast I'm sitting beneath an old oak tree like the first one I climbed when I was three and I'm thinking about a little shoebox that I buried in the ground Worthless bones take me home to my wonder years Worthless bones take me far away from here Worthless bones take me home to my tender years Worthless bones take me far away from here