Somebody told us at some point in time How would the waters run dry Well maybe the oldest ages gone by Closely hold us tight On the way, on the way home I saw today's bones Blown by the doldrums as particles of sand Carried in the coldest grasp Wander the pilgrim through a foreign land When oh when will the kingdom change hands On the way, on the way home I saw today's bones On the way, on the way home I saw I saw I saw today's bones Ooooh Soft are the shudders of a solitary ache The sounds that you smothered break And what does a lover leave in her wake But one or another mistakes On the way, on the way home I saw today's bones On the way, on the way home I saw I saw I saw today's bones Ooooh