The ground's not soft enough to catch you
Feels small when you have been that high
Believe we'll ever understand your goodbye
And these bones will rise again all in good time
And these eyes will shine again just fine
This cave of cries and many questions
For every pot of gold a shipwreck lies
And these bones will rise again all in good time
And these eyes will shine again just fine
There is a wheel that keeps turning
And there is a fire that keeps burning
And there is a road that keeps going without an end
And these bones will rise again all in good time
And these eyes will shine again just fine More from Charlotte Martin