Paroles de Marrow

Muscle connects to the bone And bone to the ire and the marrow I wish I had a gentle mind and a spine made up of iron Mouth connects to the teeth And teeth to the loves and the curses Honey can you reach the spots that need oiling and fixing H-e-l-p Help me, help me H-e-l-p Help me, help me Muscle connects to the bone And bone to the ire and the marrow So I pretend there aren't ten strings tied to all ten of my fingers H-e-l-p Help me, help me If you want we could go somewhere else H-e-l-p Help me, help me