Like the fossil is the stone's memory of the bones of the animal
There's a mark upon my heart
A stubborn work of art of unexplained remains
And I doubt that they are bones
Animal, bird, or botanical
Still a fossil they became and so they will remain
'Til my body lies deep in the ground
Too far down for you to find
Like the fossil is the stone's memory of the bones of the animal
There's a mark upon my heart
A stubborn work of art of unexplained remains
Like the fossil is the stone's memory of the bones of the animal
There's a mark upon my heart
A stubborn work of art of unexplained remains
Still a fossil it became
Soiled inside with soil outside
Is how I do intend to end my days
Like the fossil is the stone's memory of the bones of the animal
There's a mark upon my heart
A stubborn work of art of unexplained remains
And I doubt that they are bones
Animal, bird, or botanical
Still a fossil they became and so they will remain
'Til my body lies deep in the ground
Too far down for you to find
Like the fossil is the stone's memory of the bones of the animal
There's a mark upon my heart
A stubborn work of art of unexplained remains
Like the fossil is the stone's memory of the bones of the animal
There's a mark upon my heart
A stubborn work of art of unexplained remains
Still a fossil it became
Soiled inside with soil outside
Is how I do intend to end my days
Like the fossil is the stone's memory of the bones of the animal
There's a mark upon my heart
A stubborn work of art of unexplained remains
Like the fossil is the stone's memory of the bones of the animal
There's a mark upon my heart
A stubborn work of art of unexplained remains
Of unexplained remains
Still a fossil it became
Soiled inside with soil outside
Is how I do intend to end my days