Skip to main
Old Bones Below artwork

Old Bones Below

nebrieight

· 3:01 · 56 plays · v2.2

Lyrics

Intro: Drums

Red dust spinning up under streetlight glare

Fence-line humming, breath thick in the air

Stepping out slow, boots hit the clay

Tales passed down through the gumleaf sway

Wind twists secrets, rattling the wire

Eyes set forward, but ghosts never tire

Shadows stretching as my mind drifts back

Cricket song tangled with the quiet outback

Chorus

Late at night down that winding path

Old boots tapping on the rain-soaked grass

Whispers in the ground and a lantern’s glow

Hilltop widow, got nowhere to go

Post-Chorus

Oh-oh, oh-oh, wandering slow

Old bones below, old bones below

Verse 2

Winds howl wild as she scans each stone

Lantern flickers, rifle gripped, all alone

Ears sharp for mischief, eyes fixed on the dark

Chills running deep, heartbeat quick as a spark

Then that click comes crawling, cold and precise

Sweat beads drip as her knuckles turn white

Moon slides hiding, black clouds crowd tight

Chasing the clicking, she’s ready to fight

Pre-Chorus

She ain’t ever run from a living soul

But ghosts got secrets she’s longing to know

One scream in the black and her heart says no

Still, she rushes to meet what creeps below

Chorus

Late at night down that winding path

Old boots tapping on the rain-soaked grass

Whispers in the ground and a lantern’s glow

Hilltop widow, got nowhere to go

Post-Chorus

Oh-oh, oh-oh, wandering slow

Old bones below, old bones below

Verse 3

Years rolled past, grass swallowed the stone

Lantern gathered rust, rifle turned to bone

Kids swapped stories, daring each other to see

If they could find the widow under that old gum tree

Truth’s never clean, just tales in the dirt

Was she chasing a ghost or running from hurt?

Now moonlight drips where the shadows grew thick

Skeleton sleeping with a finger on the trigger, still quick

Pre-Chorus

Now latecomers tread where the old tales spin

Footsteps shiver, feel her watching them in

Still searching for peace, still out on patrol

In the graveyard’s keep, never fully let go

Chorus

Late at night down that winding path

Old boots tapping on the rain-soaked grass

Whispers in the ground and a lantern’s glow

Hilltop widow, got nowhere to go

Post-Chorus

Oh-oh, oh-oh, wandering slow

Old bones below, old bones below

Ohhh ohhh oh oh

Old bones below

Ohhh oh oh ohhhhh

Old bones below

Outro

Late at night down winding path

old boots tapping on that rain-soaked grass...

Comments

No comments yet.