They go on everywhere
Turning up in the air
Bearing spirits all unaware
Going on everywhere
And the bones will awake
They will dance they will shake
Find their partners and mend all their breaks
And the bones will awake
All the shaky dreams
All the numbers and wheels
All the visions disguised as sleep
All the shaky dreams
Watch your doors and your gates
Bake the bread, shed your hate
They will not touch you with fire or fate
Guard the doors and the gates
When you turn to the truth
Say the words I am you
Befriend emptiness love the obscured
When you turn towards truth