Old Bones Below
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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...
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