Landing Craft - Bones Lyrics

And softly spoke tame heart
You long for better vocal cords
To push right through your teeth
Without the guts to miss a beat

Ide and idle bones
Keep still in their homes
Brave the open sea
Too drunk to believe

Roll and now play dead
Hedging on the safer bet
And longing to be free between
The devil and the deep blue sea

Lay and laid aside their minutes
Hours, days and weeks
Never did we witness records
Nor a friend in need

There's no lock and key
To make it hard to see
The timid turn of phrase
Is etched upon your face