Testo di Bones In a Museum

If you are drawn and quartered and dragged behind The wagons of our time. You are a lightening bolt. You are a wonder. You are a warning shot before all the others. Withstanding the pressure of words. Waving a white flag in a forest of birch. If you are worn down by being in public. Remember you are beautiful even in judgement. You are a lightening bolt. You are a wonder. You are a whale under the water. Listening for the songs of the invisible others. Joining in their wordless thunder. And after our mad dash for freedom They can hang our bones in a museum. Suspended in the light. Suspended in the air. Suspended in the light. Suspended in the air. Suspended in the light. Suspended in the air. Hanging above all of our cares. You are a lightning bolt. You are a wonder. You are a whale out of the water.