Lyrics
What a tragic scene
Such a shame to behold
In the belly of the beast
He went looking for gold
And so he set off
From his old neighborhood
And watched as they wept
When he walked in the woods
And never he returned
Not a chance ever paid
And the people would search but
He watched far away
He's so free in his steps
In this life that he's made
He's escaped from the mess
But he'll still die one day.
Bones in the woods
Bones in the woods
Bones in the woods
Bones in the woods
Every day is a struggle
Every way leads to pain
But he built own path
Under the rain
I would say I adore him
That he woven with brass
But he doesnt compare
To the pigpen en masse
The war is over
It never begun
When the only way to fight
Is to turn back and run
His whole life wasted
For nature's call
But a sad life saved
Is no waste at all
Bones in the woods
Bones in the woods
Bones in the woods
Bones in the woods