Testo di Skeleton

There's a big bird flying low Across the open plain There's a big wheel turning round Where I left your name We could turn this car around Admit to a mistake Find another road But they all look the same All I want to do All I want to do Is rise All I want to do Is put clothes on the skeleton It's no good just standing there The door is kicked The lock is blown Half of everything is gone From half of everything I own There;s an element of truth in all that's said and done when there's nothing left to lose like new clothes for a skeleton