Beats Me

Beat my bones against the wall
Staring down an empty hall
Deep down in a hollow log
Coming home like a letter bomb

Cold was the storm
That covered in the night

Call a doctor, call a ghost
Put a fire into your bones
Sic a dog on all you know
Cut it loose before you go

Cold was the storm
That covered the night

What makes the soul, the soul of a man?
Beat my bones against the wall
Put a bank note on my bond
Gris gris and a goldenrod
Down deep in a hollow log

Cold was the storm
That buried the night

What makes the soul, the soul of a man?


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