Lyrics

Stray bones,
Fetchin’ stray bones
Fetchin’ stray bones--
Gotta fortify my soul.

I’m the blood forgotten,
The heart strings you sold.
The mystery that tempts you,
I’m the tale you never told.
The flesh you left discarded
At the bottom of the well;
I’m the patient silence
Mad doggin’ those church bells.

Stray bones,
Fetchin’ stray bones
Fetchin’ stray bones--
Gotta fortify my soul.

I’m the specter in your prayers,
The fear that drives your love.
I’m what’s left of your labor,
I’m the smoke pouring out of your gun.
The sugar in your swallow,
The bliss inside your lines;
The reveries that haunt you,
I’m the chills that tease your spine.

Stray bones,
Fetchin’ stray bones
Fetchin’ stray bones--
Gotta fortify my soul.

I’m the wheeze in your whimper;
The truth breeding outta your sin.
The myth of your kingdom,
I’m the breath of hollow men.
The dazzle of your trinkets
You lay before your shrines;
I’m death stalking shadows
Of your bided time.

Stray bones,
Fetchin’ stray bones
Fetchin’ stray bones--
Gotta fortify my soul.

Stray bones
Fetchin’ stray bones
Fetchin’ stray bones--
Gotta fortify my soul.