The last time I saw you, you were lying on a bed With bracelets on your wrist and a hole through your head Your eyes wide-open looking straight at me As if you still had something to see The last time I saw you, you were running for your life No child in your arms and no sign of your wife Your mouth wide-open in strangest way As if you still had something to say//
Take these wobbly bones Break them with stones Here is my skin it keeps it all in Under my clothes The blood still flows To ten fingers and ten toes Ten fingers and toes Ten fingers and toes Count them on your ten fingers and toes//
The last time I saw you, you were buried in the sand A crater in the place where your home used to stand Your arms twisted reaching up to the sky Asking for the answer why Oh, the last time I saw you all the soldiers had arrived They lined you up along with the rest that survived You dropped to your knees and you started to pray Never stopping as they dragged you away//
Take these wobbly bones Break them with stones Here is my skin it keeps it all in Under my clothes The blood still flows To ten fingers and ten toes Ten fingers and toes Ten fingers and toes Count them on your ten fingers and toes//
The last time I saw you, you were nowhere to be seen They painted the walls scrubbed the floor squeaky clean I haven’t seen you since, I won’t see you for sure ‘Cause no one’s going to knock on your door You don’t have a name anymore Yeah, no one’s going to knock on your door And you don’t have a name anymore//
Take these wobbly bones Break them with stones Here is my skin it keeps it all in Under my clothes The blood still flows To ten fingers and ten toes Ten fingers and toes Ten fingers and toes Count them on your ten fingers and toes//Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
