William Tyler Sowers

From the Grave


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After all this long while
And three-hundred thousand miles
I can still feel your eyes
She said, I'm the kind of girl
Who wants to travel the world
But I can surprise

In my bones, there's a song
Still hidden for you
It's covered by the things we tell ourselves
That aren't true
In my bones, there's a soul
And now, it's grown too
From the grave of the thoughts
About marrying you

You waited for the moment
When you knew that it was over
But I still felt butterflies
I used to write your name down
In the words of the Holy Ghost now
But I don't know why

In my bones, there's a song
Still hidden for you
It's covered by the things we tell ourselves
That aren't true
In my bones, there's a soul
And now, it's grown too
From the grave of the thoughts
About marrying you

In every single song that I hear, there's you
I tell myself, don't worry, when you say, I do
It's not true

In my bones, there's a song
Still hidden for you
It's covered by the things we tell ourselves
That aren't true
In my bones, there's a soul
And now, it's grown too
From the grave of the thoughts
About marrying you


Autor(es): William Tyler Sowers